| If I had a paint brush I’d paint you a picture
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| And it would take forever binding us together
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| If I was a paint brush and you were my turpentine
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| But would your kisses taste like wine?
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| And would your worries still be mine?
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| Purify me
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| Set me free
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| I used to wonder where the birds flew away to
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| But now I spend my days thinking about you
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| And that ain’t wrong, this is your love song
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| If I had a chainsaw I’d saw up my conscious
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| And stick it back together
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| For when the simple seems so clever
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| Too sooner late than better
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| If I was a cello I’d play you a love song
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| I’d play you a God song
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| Happily lying between your legs
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| Name that tune
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| 'Blue Moon'?
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| I used to wonder where the clouds blew away to
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| But now I spend my days sailing after you
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| And that ain’t wrong, this is your love song
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| The boy who wore the crown threw his money down
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| And he gave it to me so I could give to you
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| Purify me
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| Set me free
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| I used to wonder where the children ran away to
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| But now I spend my days running after you
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| And that ain’t wrong, this is your love song |