There she stands, this lovely creature
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There she stands, there she stands
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With her hair full of ribbons
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And green gloves on her hands
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So I asked this lovely creature
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Yes, I asked. Yes I asked
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Would she walk with me a while
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Through this night so fast
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She took my hand, this lovely creature
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"Yes", she said, "Yes", she said
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"Yes, I'll walk with you a while"
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It was a joyful man she led
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Over hills, this lovely creature
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Over mountains, over ranges
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By great pyramids and sphinxs
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We met drifters and strangers
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Oh the sands, my lovely creature
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And the mad, moaning winds
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At night the deserts writhed
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With diabolical things
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Through the night, through the night
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The wind lashed and it whipped me
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When I got home, my lovely creature
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She was no longer with me
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Somewhere she lies, this lovely creature
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Beneath the slow drifting sands
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With her hair full of ribbons
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And green gloves on her hands
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Lovely Creature
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| Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds |
