(Verlaine)
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The minute I lay my head on the pillow
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I'm in ancient Egypt, I can feel it glow,
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Warm and gold,
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Gold and warm.
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And I'll see you there all dressed in raindrops,
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Need I explain? I don't think so, Pops,
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Warm and gold,
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Gold and warm.
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I've been working,
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I've been chopping wood,
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And this makes me a hungry man.
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And every time I
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Look up in my dream,
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I feel the touch of your sweet hand.
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I sit here now and watch you rub your leg,
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You tell me baby, that's just OK,
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OK, OK,
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OK
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And I like to watch that ripple effect,
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As long as there is no shipwreck,
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Yes I do,
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Oh, yes I do.
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I've been working,
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I've been chopping wood,
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And this makes me a hungry man.
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And every time I
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Look up in my dream,
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I feel the touch of your sweet hand.
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Yes, I used to have one or two reservations,
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So what?
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Well, so what?
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It's a likely story, it's not hard to tell,
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Maybe you and I will be in for a spell,
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In and out,
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Out and in.
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I've been working,
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I've been chopping wood,
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And this makes me a hungry man.
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And every time I
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Look up in my dream,
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I feel the touch of your sweet hand.
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Yeah, I've been working,
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I've been chopping wood,
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And this makes me a hungry man.
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And every time I
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Look up in my dream,
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I feel the touch of your sweet hand.
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Ancient Egypt
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| Tom Verlaine |
