[Intro]

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I got so fucking romantic I apologize, let me light your cigarette

Come visit Kansas for a week of debauchery, songs and high fives and weird sex

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Cute Thing
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Don't be rude, thing
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Hot thing
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It was nothing

Bb
God
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Give me Dan Bejar's voice
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And John Entwistle's stage presence
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I will be your rock, God, when you're rolling the dice

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Bb
I got so fucking romantic I apologize, Lemme smoke your weed, no wait

Healthy minds make sexy bodies let us touch so much of ourselves together

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Cute Thing
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Don't be rude, thing
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Hot thing
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It was nothing

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Dog
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Give me one little chance
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I can make you a man
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I will be your rock dog, when you're rolling your eyes

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     Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

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He died in an explosion
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Of mixed media and poorly written reviews
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And some stammering drunk who tried to tell him how good his shit was
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That is some good shit, man
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I accidentally spoke your first name aloud
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Trying to make it fit in the lyrics of "Ana Ng," worked like a charm

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We're getting old.     When will we walk in each other's majestic presence? Listen, hear my words
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They're the ones you would think I would say if I was John Linnell, or trying to be John Linnell

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I have loved
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I will sleep naked, next to you naked
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I have loved,
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I have loved
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I will sleep naked, next to you naked
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I have loved
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I have loved
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Like some Stanley Kubrick porn director
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Casting couples eyes wide shut for a reason