You tried to taste me
And I taped my tounge the southern tip of your body
Our bones are too heavy to came up
Squished into a single ceel of wood
Oooooooh .... Oooooooooh
And I made an excuse
You found another way to tell the truth
I put no one else above us
We'll stil be best friends when all turn to dust
Oooooooh .... da-da-da-da-da
Dum du-dum du-dum du-dum du-du-dum
(repeat)
da-da-da-da-da
(repeat)
We are so smooth now
Our edges are beaten drift wood widdled down
Old bodies slip when they make love
We'll mine our sparks to shout us above
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