Through the windswept coastal trees
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Where the dead come rising from the sea
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With a teddy-bear clamped between her knees
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She says, where can my loverman be?
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Well, I'm down here, babe, with the Eskimos With the polar bears and the Arctic snow
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With a party of penguins who do not know flow
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How I can get back to thee
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Well I'm gonna ask you, babe
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby don't you go
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh no no no
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby, don't you go
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All supernatural on me
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Supernaturally
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Once I was your hearts desire
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Now I am the ape hunkered by the fire
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With my knuckles dragging through the mire
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You float by so majestically
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You're my north, my south, my east, my west
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You are the girl that I love best
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With an army of tanks bursting from your chest
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I wave my little white flag at thee
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Can you see it, babe?
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby don't you go
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh no no no
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby, don't you go
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All supernatural on me
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Supernaturally
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Now I've turned the mirrors to wall
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I've emptied out the peopled halls
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I've nailed shut the windows and locked the doors
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There is no escape, you see
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I chase you up and down the stairs
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Under tables and over chairs
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I reach out and I touch your hair
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And it cuts me like a knife
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For there is always something
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other little thing you gotta do
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby don't you go
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh baby, no no no
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Hey! Ho!
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Oh don't you go
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All supernatural on me
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Supernaturally
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Supernaturally
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds |