You're the light wiping out my batteries You're the cream in my airport coffies I don't know why I stick with you If I had a choice Like lambs into the slaughter Like cows to the (thorn) storm above : can't hear that word You're the genie of my lamp I could have in anyone But one day I froze up But one day I froze up But one day I froze up But one day I froze up Like this... Oh, little boy... Little boy, little boy Oh, little boy... Little boy, little boy If you try to strangle a skylark Try cut it up, to see how it works Stalactites and stalagmites Rows of never open doors Cos one day I froze up Cos one day I froze up Cos one day I froze up Cos one day I froze up Like this...
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