Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse,
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Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff
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Oh, don't you know that anyone can join
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And they come and they call and they fall on the floor
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Don't you see when you're looking at me
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That I'll never end transcend transcend
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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Come and join me, I implore thee,
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I impure thee, come explore me.
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Oh, don't you know that anyone can come
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And they come and they call and they crawl on the floor.
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Don't you see when you're looking at me
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That I'll never end transcend transcend
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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True, true, who are you ?
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Who, who am I ?
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Oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da
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Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse,
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Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff.
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Oh, don't you know that anyone can come
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And they come and they call and they fall on the floor
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Don't you see when you're looking at me
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That I'll never end transcend transcend.
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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Ain't it strange oh oh oh
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Do you go to the temple tonight ?
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Oh no, I don't think so
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Do you not go to the palace of answers with me Marie?
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Oh no, I don't think so, no
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See when they offer me book of gold,
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I know soon still that platinum is coming
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And when I look inside of your temple
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It looks just like the inside of anyone one man,
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And when he beckons his finger to me,
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Well, I move in another direction,
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I move in another dimension
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I move in another dimension oh oh oh
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I spin, I spiral, and I splatter
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Hand of God, I feel the finger,
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Hand of God, and I start to whirl
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And I whirl, and I whirl,
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Don't get dizzy, do not fall now,
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Turn, God, God (strange)
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Go, go on, go like a dervish,
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Turn, God, (strange) make a move
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Turn, Lord, (strange)
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I don't get nervous
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Oh I just move in another dimension
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Come move in another dimension
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Come move in another dimension
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Come move in another dimension oh oh oh
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Strange strange
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Do you go to the temple tonight ?
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Oh no, I don't think so, no
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We'll go to the pagoda
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The palace of answers with me, Marie
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Oh no, I don't believe so, no
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See when they offer me book of gold,
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I know soon still that platinum is coming
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And when I look inside of your temple
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It looks just like the inside of anyone one man
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And when he beckons his finger to me,
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Well, I move in another dimension
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I move in another dimension
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I move in another dimension oh oh oh
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Ain't It Strange
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| Patti Smith |
