I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
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I think you are the sweetest thing
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I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
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I've been having good days
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Think we are the right age
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To start our own peculiar ways
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With good and friendly homes
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You get me freaked freaked freaked on preakness
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Never met a girl that likes to drink with horses
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Knows her Chinese ballet
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Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains
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When you show my purple gaze
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A thing or two at night
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Make me sick sick sick to kiss you and I think that I woud vomit
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But I'll do that on mondays I don't have a work way
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I like it when I bump you an accident's a truth gate
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I'm humbled in your pretty lense
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I'll hold you don't you go
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Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet. Hallelujah!
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Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative, I know...
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Well I'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment
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Could we live together and agree on the same wares?
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A trapeze is a bird cage even if it's empty and definitely fits the room
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And we would too
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And my dear dear dear khalana
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I talk too much about you
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Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through
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Lets just talk together
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You and me and me and you
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And if there's nothing much to say
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Well, silence is a bore
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I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah
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I think you are the sweetest thing
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I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
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I've been having good days
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Think we are the right age
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To start our own peculiar ways
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With good and friendly homes
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Sometimes you're quiet, and sometimes I'm quiet, hallelujah
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Sometimes I'm talkative, and sometimes you're not talkative, I know...
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Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me. Hallelujah!
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Sometimes I'm naked and thank god sometimes you're naked. Well, hello...
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Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?
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Can I call you just to hear you, would you care?
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When I saw you put your purple finger on me
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There's a feelin' in your bottle
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Found your bottle, found your heart
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Gives a feeling from your bottled little part
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Gotta crush, high
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Thought I crushed all I could
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Crushed all I can then I touched your hand
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Crush high
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Don't want it to stop
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'Cause stories of your brother make my crush high pop
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And you couldn't really know, cause it's in my toes
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And sometimes I wonder where that crush high go
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Crush high then I go and take some pills
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Cause I can't do all of my dos and still feel ill
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The Purple Bottle
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