| A simple proposition, a simple night of passion
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| Tell me I’m not crazy, talk me down, give me ration
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| Intuition is a home dusty with neglect
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| No longer is it clear to me whatever is correct
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| A harmless fixation, a Pachabel’s consumption
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| A dinner bell’s clatter, two for tea for two for luncheon
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| Unrequited love is a plate left untouched
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| Even when the belly’s empty, got a belly full of lust
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| Phasing everyday like the moon, trying to stay
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| Like emotions going wild, trying to keep it all in one place
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| Jealousy and rage, serenity and grace
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| Throwing switches in my mind with messages on my face
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| Burning up like a comet, a starry street rocket
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| Like an animal in heat, with my heart in my pocket
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| Mister could you spare a dime, a nickel or a dollar
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| All I have is what you wouldn’t want, I would holler
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| Chase it down or give it up
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| And roll the dice and try your luck
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| But if you do … remember this
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| There’s no such thing … as an innocent kiss
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| Overstuffed imagaination in perpetual motion
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| Spewing red sauce sangria cause my heart is the ocean
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| Out to sea without an anchor, Professor, or Skipper
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| Just me and Mary Anne trying to fit the glass slipper
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| But lurking in the corner, staring back in the mirror
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| Is the Boogie man waiting there with everything I fear
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| Pick me up while I’m down just to put me down again
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| A glimmer of a glimpse of what it feels like to win
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| Chase it down or give it up
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| And roll the dice and try your luck
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| But if you do … remember this
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| There’s no such thing … as an innocent kiss
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| A simple proposition, a simple night of passion
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| Tellme I’m not crazy, talk me down, give me a ration
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| Intuition is a home dusty with neglect
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| No longer is it clear to me whatever is correct
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| Chasing out an apparition, shake my head, clear my vision
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| Bring it all back to Earth with a clear cut decision
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| Take a breather, get some rest, if it isn’t do or die
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| A fantasy will do if reality is shy
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| Chase it down or give it up
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| And roll the dice and try your luck
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| But if you do … remember this
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| There’s no such thing … as an innocent kiss |