Red, you look tired.
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You look older than your mother.
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Where should I not touch?
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What should I not kiss?
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Where does it hurt?
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Red, in you slumber,
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You look younger, so much stronger.
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Honey on your breath,
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Heaven in your head.
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Where does it hurt?
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Red red red, oh.
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So long in this house.
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It's a big one, full of scarecrows, even now.
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So now you look ahead to the edge
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Of a bigh metal sun over sunset, overheated (over).
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Welcome home, our only son.
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Red red red, oh.
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Mm mm come open mouth like Venus.
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Mm mm come over (the) mountain like Vesuvius.
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Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo.
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Mm mm come open mouth like Venus.
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Mm mm come over (the) mountain like Vesuvius.
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Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo.
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Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo.
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Red red red, oh.
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Red
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