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The wind blows rain into my face
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The sun glows at the end of the highway
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Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
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Oh, child of the moon
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Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
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She shivers, by the light she is hidden
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She flickers like a lamp lady vision
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Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
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Child of the moon
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Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
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The first car on the foggy road riding
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The last star for my lady is pining
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Oh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise
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Oh, child of the moon
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Give me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced,
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wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
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Child Of The Moon
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| The Rolling Stones |
