| I know she’s a tracker, any scarlet would back her
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| They say she’s a chooser, but I just can’t refuse her
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| She was just there, but then she can’t be here no more
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| And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees
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| But just before she leaves, she receives
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| She’s been down in the dunes and she’s dealt with the goons
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| Now she drinks from the bitter cup, I’m trying to get her to give it up
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| She was just here, I fear she can’t be here no more
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| And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees
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| But just before she leaves, she receives
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| It’s long, long when she’s gone, I get weary holding on
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| Now I’m coldly fading fast, I don’t think I’m gonna last
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| Very much longer
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| «She's stoned» said the Swede, and the moon calf agreed
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| I’m like a viper in shock with my eyes in the clock
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| She was just there somewhere and here I am again
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| And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees
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| But just before she leaves, she receives |