Shades blue, black or white, I walk in the room.
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A dream like tulupe in a garden of gloom
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Girls are jealous and boys are drawn
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While she's leaving I'm already gone
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A 100 Sigmond Freuds can't describe what I'm on
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Like a kid who cries crazy when his mother is gone
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I'm a sleepless soul awake
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Cause I can't take my mind off her pretty face
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She's so cool that she could walk right through me
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I'd tell a lie but she would see right through me
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Wish I could fly and make it up to her tree
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She's so cool that she could walk right through me
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When she plays her flute it sounds so sweet
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The peasants bow down cause she's elite
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She's the reason why poets write their song
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A demented love story that's gone all wrong
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I see her walking and loose control
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A blues man singing without a soul
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I'm asleep but so awake
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Cause I can't take my mind off her pretty face
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She's so cool that she could walk right through me
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I'd tell a lie but she would see right through me
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Wish I could fly and make it up to her tree
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She's so cool that she could walk right through me
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Thru Me Cool
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| The Trews |
