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Time is jammed and flying fast |
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Breaks the bed and the pots hold rough |
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I'm out here running from the past |
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What we had was not enough |
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And she just touched down in |
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HollywoodAnd her friends all say she's looking good |
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I saw it coming from the start |
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She's a moving work of art |
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The night is thick and the moon rings red |
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And the stars are out of place |
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My mind is liquid in my head |
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Beneath the waves |
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I see her face |
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Then she pulls herself some tall coin gown |
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Turning heads out there in tinsel town |
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She's so cool, it breaks your heart |
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She's a moving work of art |
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Who we were and what we had |
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Keeps me guessing to this day |
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It's enough to drive you mad |
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She's a million miles away |
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Bet she's out there thinking on her feet |
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Making passes through [Incomprehensible] complete |
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She's as smooth as she is smart |
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She's a moving work of art |
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You see how she sets herself apart |
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She's a moving work of art |
