Floating on moonlight
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With my head on your knee;
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But, once again, babe
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I'm thinking about me.
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And, though we¡¯re feeling close
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And touching, too;
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You have to admit, babe,
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You're thinking about you.
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And, where do the stars end
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If I'm here all alone?
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And why am I feeling
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So far from home?
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Spoonful of moonlight
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A bottle of wine
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Just look at all those stars
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You're gonna have a good time.
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Out there in the darkness
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With the wolf and the owl;
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Oh, what does it matter
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If you scream or you howl?
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And, where do the stars end
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If I'm here all alone?
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And why am I feeling
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So far from home?
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Love is that stranger
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Who comes knocking at your door.
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Gives you a sweet taste
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Leaves you howling for more.
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You get that taste
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You've got to take it;
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But when you want more
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(and you will)
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You're gonna have to make it.
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And, where do the stars end
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If I'm here all alone?
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And why am I feeling
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So far from home?
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Where Do The Stars End
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| Kevin Ayers |
