But you have got my favorite face
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Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass
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And your lips are sweet and slippery like a cherub's bare wet ass
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'Cause you're a human supernova
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A solar superman
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You're an angel with wings afire
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A flying, giant friction blast
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You walk in clouds of glitter and the sun reflects your eyes
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And everytime the wind blows, I can smell you in the sky
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Your kisses are as wicked as an F-16
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And you fuck like a volcano, and you're everything to me
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'Cause you're a human supernova
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A solar superman
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You're an angel with wings afire
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A flying, giant friction blast
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You're a giant, flying friction blast
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'Cause you're a human supernova
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A solar superman
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You're an angel with wings afire
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A flying, giant friction blast
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Supernova
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| Mike Oldfield |
