(Verlaine)
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Well I fell out of bed
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And slept on the floor,
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Since my girl disappeared
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I feel so downright poor.
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What can I say?
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Thought she was mine to keep,
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But she's wandered away
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And like a willow, I weep.
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I believe I'll move into the junk yard
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Live in my old shack,
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I'll take my place out at the junk yard,
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I ain't coming back.
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Oh, if you only knew,
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Lindi
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Lindi-Lu,
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I still thinks the world of you,
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Lindi,
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My little Lindi-Lu,
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My little Lindi-Lu.
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I finally found your note
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Underneath the bed,
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It said, "You're not too smooth,
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goodbye Butterhead".
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I'm taking a walk
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To the valley beyond,
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I tell you this my friend,
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My mind is gone.
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I believe I'll move into the junk yard
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Live in my old shack,
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I'll take my place out at the junk yard,
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I ain't coming back.
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Oh, if you only knew,
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Lindi
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Lindi-Lu,
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I still thinks the world of you,
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Lindi,
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My little Lindi-Lu,
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My little Lindi-Lu.
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Lindi-Lu
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| Tom Verlaine |
