I could he sitting on the left of you.
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You'd be looking straight ahead.
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If I was adrift right across from you,
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you still would cut me dead.
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I've had better deep discussions
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with this plate of soft-shelled crab.
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I'd put some spice in your rice.
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You'd give me blues in the stew.
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I'd give you catfish jumping.
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You'd give me all this work to do.
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Who's got the cheque on this hot dinner?
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Who's got the tabs on the crab?
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Another night in the wilderness:
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should have been a night on the town.
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Lesson in learning how to hold a conversation down.
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I'm in splendid isolation, feel that heavy silence fall.
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Got all this cut out for me to do.
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Another night in the wilderness of you.
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Here I am drinking you with my eyes.
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You're looking at the gravy on my bib.
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I go weak-kneed at the suggestion of you.
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What's wrong with the cut of my jib?
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Is there a lobster in the offing, or just a fifty dollar cheque?
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Night In The Wilderness
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| Jethro Tull |
