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I know why
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Fish swim in the sky
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And beat their leather wings
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Until they're high and dry
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We fly in the face of fashion
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Full scale and fair
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We fly in the face of fashion
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With passion rare
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Weave and sigh
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My angel and I
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Reach our hands above the clouds
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And rip the seething sky
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We fly in the face of fashion
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Full scale and fair
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We fly in the face of fashion
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With passion rare
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My oh my
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My angel and I
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Reach our hands above the clouds
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And rip the seething sky
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Face Of Fashion
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| Marshall Crenshaw |
