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The music begins
And the titles fade in Starring you and me The hero is struggling to say That his lady is far away In her prison of wishes We love and we fight But it's all Day For Night Just a Masquerade We reel 'til the red light is off Then we go take our faces off Like two clowns in a sideshow Love is like two dreamers dreaming the exact same dream Just another technicolor romance on the screen Love is like two dreamers dreaming the exact same dream Just another technicolor romance on the screen I keep you in frame And I whisper your name 'til the picture fades The feeling is already gone I don't know why am I going on Can't remember the ending |
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| 2. |
| 3:38 |
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Whenever I explore the land of Yin
I always take one on the chin And now this lioness has almost made me tame I can't pronounce her name But eggplant is her game The lady sticks to me like white on rice She never cooks the same way twice- Maybe it's the mushrooms Maybe the tomatoes I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game When my baby cooks her eggplant She don't read no book And she's got a Gioconda Kind of dirty look And my baby cooks her eggplant About 19 different ways But sometimes I just have it raw With mayonnaise Maybe it's the way she grates her cheese Or just the freckles on her knees Maybe it's the scallions Maybe she's Italian I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game. |
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| 3:35 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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| 5. |
| 4:16 |
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| 6. |
| 3:19 |
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| 7. |
| 4:36 |
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And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply. And divide by two I know today's your birthday And I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song instead and I call it: Popsicle Toes Popsicle Toes, Popsicle Toes are always froze Popsicle Toes, You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes You must have been Miss Pennsylvania With all this pulchritude, How come you always load your Pentax When I'm in the nude? We ought to have a birthday party And you can wear your birthday clothes, Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle Toes You got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw- I like to feel your warm Brazil And touch your Panama But your Tierra del Fuegos Are nearly always froze- We gotta see-saw until we unthaw those Popsicle Toes |
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| 3:54 |
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| 9. |
| 4:02 |
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We touched like watercolour fawns
In landscapes painted by Cezanne Like lovers floating painted by Chegall But you and I were you-I then We thought the rush wo uld never end We thought the sky, t he sky would never fall We lived we loved we laughed we cried We'll never die, and now I th ink of you And I change right into Mr Blue You say your lover buys you lace I say he's fine, I like his face I guess you still think love will conquere all I know, but it's not what you think I only hope it s tays in sync I only want, I want to wish you well |
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