There's an elephant hunter
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and I'm still alone on the city pier
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Casting my lines as they come rollin' in off the bay
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She said, 'come down, take me down again
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and I'll blow your mind'
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Well that's where I'll walk
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That's where I'll live
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When you gone away
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If you're laughing at me
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Well I guess I don't mind
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and if you're gonna miss me
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There's nothing more that you could say
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It's just the conversation I'll share with myself
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At the end of a night
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That's where I'll walk
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That's where you'll live
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When I'm gone away
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You got me tired
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Baby why do you have to run and hide
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Miss the glimmer and the sheen
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Our glimmering elephantine
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Elephantine
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Elephantine..
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Walking Tune
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I can't help myself
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I live in my head
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Get down from the heights
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I feel myself slip
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Akin to my skin
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I want to be happy
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But how can you try
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I'm in a car
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You're on my left
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He's on my right
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My eyes on the camera
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I focus on the window
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and all that's outside
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There's raindrops on the window
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The sign in the lobby said 'there are no strangers,
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just friends we haven't met'
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A man wrote a letter on butcher paper
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I saw him in the post office
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Look up from great depths
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I love you, you know that I do
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I may be away but I am right here
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Right here
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Memo From Aquatic Park
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American Music Club |