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When I'm alone
and you're away
I just close my eyes
and I drift away
your warm body
is what I'm without
I just close my eyes
and I dream about
Pretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(when I'm without)
pretty boys
(I dream about)
pretty girls
Stranges in the night
exchanging glances
but sex is dangerous
I don't take my chances
the boys I meet
say I look lonely
but I just walk on my
because they're only
Pretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(when I'm without)
pretty boys
(I dream about)
pretty girls
In this day and age
in a city full of fear
with you by my side
together we can show we care
Spreading joy to the world
to every boy and every girl
Pretty boys and pretty girls
pretty boys and pretty girls
(what will we show?)
spreading joy
(where will it go?)
to the world
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I'm seeing stars
up in the air
my head in the clouds
imagining you there
I know the place
I would like for us to be
floating along
in peace and serenity
In the sea of tranquility
Not even you
could ruin my perfect day
but it wasn't perfect
without you anyway
I'm seeing stars
up in the sky
making a wish
as you drift by
In the sea of tranquility
Seeing stars
whenever you're around
high hopes
keep my feet off of the ground
but the sky is falling
and I don't know what to think
sailing on the ocean
in a ship that's gonna sink
In the sea of tranquility
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My heart is aching
whenever I'm with you
you turned me inside out and
I don't know what to do
a tempting treat
is tearing me apart
the taste of fruit
is melting my heart
Now I'm yours forever
ate a pomegranate seed
I only took a little bite but
that's all I need
I know that this is crazy
and not very smart
but I like the way it feels to
have a melting heart
Spring is almost over
at least that's what I'm told
the flowers and the leaves will die
and we'll grow old
but I'll sit on a cushion
and indulge in my dream
and feast upon strawberries
sugar and cream
Melt my heart
melt my heart
melt my heart
melt my heart
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I've tried and tried
to capture you
what more can one
mere mortal do?
My love potion
boils and bubbles
poison darts
red poison apples
kafe' kasita
non kafela
Gutrune takes Siegfried
from Brunhilde
enula compana
on St. James' eve
a dash of orange
and ambergis
incantate:
Miss Mary Mack
Mack Mack
all dressed in black
My love philtre
will entrance you
it will pomp and
circumstance you
anusin, atelin
amulet
Angelique takes Barnabas
from Josette
with spiders ten
frae lockens blue
eye of newt
will stew and brew
incantate
this magic spell
Miss Lucy's in heaven
and the steamboat's in hell
Enchantra Endora Tabitha
Esmerelda Clara Hagatha
My love potion
boils and bubbles
poof! goes all my
toil and troubles
blueberry wine
and gladiola
Circe takes Glaucus
away from Sylla
coriander, vervain
and ginger root
damiana, henbane
and badger's foot
incantation
with magic black
and silver buttons
all down her back
Enchantra Endora Tabitha
Esmerelda Clara Hagatha
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I wonder what would happen
if all your dreams came true
I wonder if you'd like having cake
and eating it too
Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
But you're too blind to notice
the writing on the wall
the higher that you fly
the harder you fall
Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
champagne wishes and caviar dreams
are as wonderful
as they seem
A friend in need is a friend indeed
unless they're inspired by their own greed
those people should practice what they preach
instead of longing for what's out of reach
Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
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There's hassle in the castle
trouble in paradise
can't even tell
what's naughty or what's nice
everyone's nestled
and tucked in their beds
waiting for a vision
to hit them in the heads
Orange and apples
orange and lemons
can you hear
the bells of St. Clements
Bats in the belfry
striking the chimes
you call it nonsense
and we call it rhyme
With bells on our fingers
we got bells on our toes
but we try to hide them
so nobody knows
Orange and apples
orange and lemons
can you hear
the bells of St. Clements
Listen
follow the beat
something to believe in
something sweet to eat
Orange and apples
orange and lemons
can you hear
the bells of St. Clements
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