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I'm hanging on the Old Goose Moon
You look like an angel
Sleeping it off at a station
Were you only passing through?
I'm dying for you just to touch me

And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me
L'amour looks something like you

The thoughts of you sends me shivery
I'm dressed in lace sailing down a black reverie
My heart is thrown to the pebbles
And the boatmen
All the time I find I'm living in that evening
With that feeling of sticky love inside

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