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There is no blues that can sound quite as heartfelt as mine |
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Lamented at the gorge of the river, I watched it weep its banks dry |
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I hum the sorriest tune on the bar at these dives |
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Send all the patrons running home to make up with their first wives |
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the low... to bask |
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My prose as purple but not as pretty as lucerne |
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For sweet nothings from the lips of a gargoyle, nobody ever yearned |
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Perpetually a philistine, but darling I am longing to learn |
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Been looked at like the rotten grape on the vine, while you and yours are drinking Sauternes. |
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(But the low) is, what I came for |
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(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore |
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(But the low) is, what I came for |
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(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore |
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(But the low) is, what I came for |
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(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore |
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(But the low) is, what I came for |
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(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore |
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I am the magpie's solo, the sorrow that makes you salute |
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Pounding the earth for the early worm, I'm a glutton but it's good for my glutes |
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I was solace to the sirens, the bait on the fisherman's rod |
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the hook took me far from my family, but closer to God |
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(But the low) is, what I came for |
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(And to bask) in a darkness I do adore |
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