Worms don't dance they haven't got the balls
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No matter how do you do
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Its just you do that's all
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you got what it takes to knock at my door
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You wanna get all excited
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Never been here before
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And now I'm your apple eaten heathen
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The original sin
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Well you ain't got my faith
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So best keep your belief
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I have waited for ever to love someone
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I swear I heard you thank your God the time
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for having me come along
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Chickens don't fly but they have got the wings
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No matter how hard they try
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They bump into things
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They're all running around
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But their heads on the ground
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They've got a wish bone where their back bone should've grown
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And now I'm your apple eaten heathen
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Any old rib stealing eve
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Well you ain't got my faith
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So best keep your belief
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I have waited for ever to love someone
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I swear I heard you thank your God that time
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For having me come along
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Another intimacy reduced to cruelty
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And I had you believe like this was meant to be
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And I look for the magic
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But you got away with it
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That's all
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Worms
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| Beth Orton |
