Three boats down from the Candy, vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach
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Three boats down from the Candy, rollers coast invade the deepest sleep
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Three boats down from the Candy, carnal dancer let their senses preach
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It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer
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Don't think crying wolf will give you the answer
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You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss
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But can't you just play for experience?
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I'm a poet, I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains
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Romance lies in ruin let debauchery reign, let it rain.
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Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs
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Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries
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You're a memory trapped on Polaroid, a puppet drawn on celluloid
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So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void
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Three boats down from the Candy, I'll remember you
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Three boats down from the Candy, much too much to lose
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Three boats down from the Candy, those words were never true
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Three boats down from the Candy, I'll remember you, I'll remember you,
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I'll remember you
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Three Boats Down From The Candy
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