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I want you
Just come on home
Oh... make things work
I need you here
I'm scared of being alone
Ooh
I'est reaching this far
And I don't want to go there
Remember...
Ooohhheeeooo
Baby let's go dancing
Like we talked about
I'll do the strange kind
If you can shout
Look at my wee boy
He's one of a kind
He makes me laugh and he
He makes me cry
This kind of love is hard to find
I want you
And guess what?
I've shaved off my beard
And I need you here
You know I could be that boy that you...
Baby let's go dancing
Like we talked about
I'll be the wheel boy
If you can shout
Look at my wee boy
He's one of a kind
He makes me laugh and he
He makes me cry
Baby let's go dancing
Like we talked about
I'll be the weird boy
And you can shout
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Please take the pose on me, honey
Rest on my hairy chest
Do the death song for me, baby
The one about the chicken makes me rest
The chicken was put on this earth to entertain the man
and serve as a metaphor for hope
See the chicken is one of very few birds that never can fly
But even with its head chopped off
He still would give it a hell of a try
How beautiful is that?
Want me to be intellectual?
Yeah be intellectual, baby
I'm not a vegetarian but I like sitting in the grass
Don't like them thongs but I love tits and ass
Watch yourself!
Like the lord I've got nothing to say
Some people are murderers
Watch yourself!
Hey come on, sing that first verse again
Watch yourself!
Please take the pose on me, honey
Rest on my hairy chest
Do the death song for me, baby
The one about the chicken makes me rest
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I saw two birds
And you saw them too
We thought
It was all too sweet
And you call
And gave me a number
If I needed
Just so I know
We drove that night
We know there's a high,
There's a high
We stayed up late,
And slept all day
I, we will try
It was so hard
To come on to you
Had to ask..
It has come to this
She thinks
With her finger
On her nose
As to point a direction
We drove that night
We know there's a high,
There's a high
We stayed up late,
And slept all day
I, we will try
Got to love her drive
We talked and turned, turned
Got to love her drive
We talked and turned
Turned, turned things we've tried
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She loves me
And I love her back
Bum bum ba dum
Ooooh
I'd go go go
I'd go and come back
A chance to change
I pan, I peddle
Paperwork, chill
If all is fair
I get a chance to show
That I... I care
(I care)
I'd ask ask ask
To know when expect
A chance to change
I pan, I peddle
Paperwork, chill
If all is fair
I get a chance to show
That I...
I pan, I peddle
Paperwork, chill
If all is fair
I get a chance to show
That I...
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I try to do it quietly
Not a whisper, more like a shock
I try to disorganize neatly
What to keep and what to block
I'd shout like that old fly
in that window and wait
wait for a finger to squeeze
or will I hesitate?
shout A
There ain't no logic, there ain't no plain
No roads you can travel free form pain
I'm only shoulder I'm only a kiss
Good for comfort and cool for the diss
The lord is my mom she's my save
I'm her troubled boy unto the grave
I pretend she's blessing, blessing me
Hope she'll save me from this misery
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You know, she killed me
Took me down to the sea
And killed me
Don't know why it happened
We used to go there
Me and my mum, but she...
Like when you light a match
A click, and she was on fire
We used to build castles
Down there, whole empires
We placed the crabs as guardians
And tiny little birds come and visit
She pulled my hair
And dragged me in to the sea
Don't know why she did it
While she did it she sang like a violin
Like a violin...
My name is Salt
I'm the reason there is salt in the sea
And I'm the reason there is salt in you tears
That's how I come back
Like boiling water, everything will evaporate
Dissolve and disappear
I'll be there as a taste on your cheek
So you can remember those that are gone
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Hold on to happiness
To them you bless
Do all your life's work
With no rest
React and then think
Will gold sink?
Down to the sewer
The pure water will sink
Bless bless bless
Bless bless bless
I'll try to hold on
And keep on strong
Is this more than I can handle?
Will I burn out like a candle?
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