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Keywords: cinnamon lips and candy kisses.
| |  | Keywords: been to africa looking for my soul.
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 | Keywords: peeping thomas has a very nice view.
| |  | Keywords: maybe we can start a new phase.
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 | Keywords: my chance to get to heaven slipped.
| |  | Keywords: if you're going to play with fire.
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 | Keywords: likes to put his own records on.
| |  | Keywords: got the world on a string.
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 | Keywords: like to know where the riverboat sails.
| |  | Keywords: choose a direction and go there.
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 | Keywords: on the road to shambala.
| |  | Keywords: hit you like a bullet in the gut.
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 | Keywords: scarlett.
| |  | Keywords: we're always walking on landmines.
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 | Keywords: you've loved and didn't linger.
| |  | Keywords: got the icebox full of wine.
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 | Keywords: love the way you say good morning.
| |  | Keywords: even the good stars can fall from grace.
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 | Keywords: like a holy rollercoaster to the grave.
| |  | Keywords: a fire of unknown origin.
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 | Keywords: no catapult to all night kisses.
| |  | Keywords: let my heart rest in pieces.
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 | Keywords: don't understand how a heart is a spade.
| |  | Keywords: tie me down with daisy chains.
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 | Keywords: every sphinx knows how to pass the time.
| |  | Keywords: strap your hands across my engines.
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 | Keywords: the fading sounds of your life.
| |  | Keywords: rudy.
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 | Keywords: iris.
| |  | Keywords: but these wrinkles masterfully disguise.
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 | Keywords: cameron.
| |  | Keywords: not very good at remembering birthdays.
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 | Keywords: like lightning running through my veins.
| |  | Keywords: make some coffee and get real stoned.
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 | Keywords: for all your highbrow marxist ways.
| |  | Keywords: heart of glass or a heart of stone.
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 | Keywords: spinning spheres in a bed of stars.
| |  | Keywords: that's when the notes will swallow me.
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 | Keywords: spend a week in the heart of the city.
| |  | Keywords: fast and slow on the big chair.
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 | Keywords: sadie.
| |  | Keywords: you caught me under false pretenses.
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 | Keywords: lift yourself up off the floor.
| |  | Keywords: sing like you think no one's listening.
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 | Keywords: turning to face what you've become.
| |  | Keywords: you let me get lucky with you.
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 | Keywords: flat on her back in the eighties.
| |  | Keywords: and an electric love in her eyes.
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 | Keywords: take the milk right from your mouth.
| |  | Keywords: natalie.
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