I fell down, tried to keep hands numb,
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languished on the lizard skin divan,
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stared into the sun.
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That man is one, is
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'clipsin' out to see the fun through.
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He said, "Comin' from me to you..."
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Chorus:
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Though the farm is bet,
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I still don't have no opinion yet.
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Better to recede me,
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she commands a greater beating to her chest.
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The slow fix, the snow sticks
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on the ground.
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Lazy train from central
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to the lizards then
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she sends them all to bed.
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Her body said,
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"Let the furues blow until they're through."
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She'll be there when the crow comes to.
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Drinkin' whiskey from a tombstone flask,
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coming back through the weeds and the trash.
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Double wide inside and blue,
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eclipsing it to get to you at last.
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PEDRO!
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Repeat chorus.
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Queen Of Venus
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Remy Zero |