Take me down to corner of a million miles
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Where time is a waste of time
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Find me a pleasant tomb and a wishing bone to be left alone with
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I'll be waiting by the phone line
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Tookah, you're mine
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Said the girl you left her so divine
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Wooaaah, woaaahh
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Come down to the corner of my pain
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It's been rigged, yeah anyway
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I've been a lonesome babe more than I ever told
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And breathe
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Oh your mind is a pleasure tomb
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Drifting along the gold gold golden
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Latch your senses over mine
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Tookah, you're mine
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Said the girl you left her so divine
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Tookah, you're mine
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Wooaaah, woaaahh
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And breathe, oh your mind is a pleasure tomb
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Drifting along the gold gold golden
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Tookah
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| Emiliana Torrini |
