Girl in the park one day
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Killing all the bugs on the pavement
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Seems like she got a nasty streak
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But she does it in a beautiful way
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Like a bullet from a gun
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She sparks and then she runs
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The only thing she's sure of
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Is that no one really understands
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Sometimes ... talking about
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Things just seem so strange
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Lie awake in the lonely night
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Things just seem so strange
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Maybe it's all prearranged
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Tears on an empty page
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Look out the window see the full moon bloom and
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This is what he says, Baby
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Don't you worry
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When you feel so lonely, cos
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Everyone's lonely
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They're all crazy too
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Like their mothers
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Like their fathers
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Everyone's crazy
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Under a lonely moon
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Sometimes she gets this way
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About her when she sways
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Slips into a liquid tune
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And vanishes away
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And it's only for herself
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She can't bring anyone else
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Everyone's got a special box
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That they keep on a dusty shelf
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Such a beautiful dangerous thing
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Beautiful and strange
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Making love to the night itself
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Beautiful and strange
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Maybe it's all prearranged
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Tears on an empty page
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Look out the window see the full moon bloom and
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This is what he says, Baby
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Don't you worry
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If people call you crazy, cos
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Everyone's crazy
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They're all lonely too
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Like their mothers
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Like their fathers
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Everyone's crazy
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Under a lonely moon
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Don't you worry
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When you feel so lonely, cos
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Everyone's lonely
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They're all crazy too
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Like their mothers
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Like their fathers
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Everyone's lonely
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Under a lonely moon
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Don't you worry
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If people call you crazy, cos
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Everyone's crazy
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They're all lonely too
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Like their mothers
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Like their fathers
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Everyone's crazy
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Under a lonely moon
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Lonely Moon
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| The Cat Empire |
