Oh she comes on like a fog And then she goes out Like a neurotic dog So now i'm sitting here Thinking all day long Looking out the window With a blue hat on
Find me an open grave Just push me in Then let me up to live again
So she bought a little book And filled it up with names She never shook So i'm just one of them Thinking all day long Looking out the window With a blue hat on
Find me a sky high cliff Just let me try To jump right off Maybe i'll fly
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