So, I'm a little dizzy from the pink stuff,
But the truth is - And we all know it's true -
I can't take my eyes, or my mind, off of you.
Till I find somebody new?
It's the same rain falling from the sky,
It's a cycle, you see. From the sky to the sea,
And then back again. Always back again.
Look at me like you believe in this.
Promise me with your fingertips
As they stroke my hips, lustfully.
I can hear the strings when I gaze at you.
Come sit on my wall.
Cheers.
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