In his boat and through the dark he rowed
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Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed
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Horribly 'round his ears
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Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars
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While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours
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That you've been sleeping now for years
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And he wants you
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He wants you
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He is straight and he is true
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Ooh hoo hoo
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Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where
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He will move, all amongst your tangled hair
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And deep into the sea
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And you will wake and walk and draw the blind
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And feel some presence there behind
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And turn to see what that may be
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Oh, babe, it's me
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And he wants you
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He wants you
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He is straight and he is true
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Ooh hoo hoo
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He Wants You
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| Nick Cave |
