She lives in a bungalow
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She kills me with rosegarden thorns
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She waits for me
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My love is unusual
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It's painted with roses and thorns
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with her I'm complete
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She lives by the wall
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and waits by the door
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She walks in the sun
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to me
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Visions of Mexico seduce me
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It goes to my head so carefully
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Memories of candles and incense
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And all of these things remember these
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She lives by the wall
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and waits by the door
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She walks in the sun
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to me
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She comforts me when
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the candles blow out
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the cake has grown mold
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but the memories are sweet
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The laughter's all gone
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but the memories are mine
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The Mexican princess
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is out of my life
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She lives by the wall
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and waits by the door
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She walks in the sun
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to me
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Atlanta
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Stone Temple Pilots |