My life is a house
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You crawl through the window
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Slip across the floor and into the reception room
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You enter the place of endless persuasion
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Like a knock on the door when there is ten or more things to do
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Who is that calling?
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You my companion
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Run through the water on a burning beach
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And it brings me relief
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Pass through the walls
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Find my intentions
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Circle round in a strange hypnotic state
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I look into space
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there is no connection
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A million points of life
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And a conversation I can't fast
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Cast me off one day
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Too lose my inhibitions
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Sit like a lapdog on a matrons knee
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Like the nails in your feet
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Woke up the house
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Stumbled in sideways
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The lights went on and everybody screamed suprise
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The savage review it left me gasping
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But it warms my heart to see that you can do it too
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Total surrender
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Your touch is so tender
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Your skin is like water
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On a burning beach
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And it brings me relief
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And it brings me relief
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And it brings me relief
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Nails In My Feet
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| Crowded House |
