Well, he feels like an elephant
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Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it
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He knows that you dreaming about being over him
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Too bad this just is a sin
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And it's not like mister shook to get shy when they ask him who is under
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There must be something deep down in the middle down there
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He's not too easily scared
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He's got friends but they have fear
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Who don't care too much if he just disappeared
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Oh, look there he is now coming down the stairs
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He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac
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'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back
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He talks like his opinion is a simple fact
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Somebody grabbed his collar
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He cried the whole way home
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He won't remember a thing 'til they start again
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That's how it is 'til the end
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Yeah
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Elephant
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Tame Impala |