So begin, and speak of loss.
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On the path behind us two shadows also walk.
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We concede and believe that as the morning becomes the day
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We can only follow as the shadows walk away.
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Who will love cherry lime Rickey? She loves you.
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You or me ch-ch-cherry lime Rickey? She loves you.
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And to she paints to pass the time
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- and every scene from the divine to the vile.
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Once while painting me
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She said she could bring heaven to any eye
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I said, "No artist can."
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She said, "Just smile.
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Motherfucker smile!"
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You know all I know
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You've seen all I've seen
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Not too hard to make you believe
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Cherry Lime Rickey
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Deep Blue Something |