Oh she comes on like a fog And then she goes out like a neurotic dog So now I'm sitting her thinking all day long Looking out the window with a blue hat on Find me an open grave Just push me in Then let me up to live again So she bought a little book And filled it up with names she never shook So I'm just one of them thinking all day long Looking out the window with a blue hat on Find me a sky high cliff Just let me try To jump right off maybe I'll fly Looking out the window with the blue hat on Find me an open grave Just push me in Then let me up to live again Oh she comes on like a fog
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