[Intro]
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[Strophe]
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I lit a thin green candle 
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to make you jealous of me 
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but the room just filled up with mosquitoes 
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they heard that my body was free. 
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Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night 
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and I put it in your little shoe 
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and then I confess that I tortured the dress 
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that you wore for the world to look through.
[Instrumentale]
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[Strophe]
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I showed my heart to the doctor 
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he said I'd just have to quit 
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then he wrote himself a perscription 
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and your name was mentioned in it. 
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Then he locked himself in a library shelf 
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with the details of our honeymoon 
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and I hear from the nurse 
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that he's gotten much worse 
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and his practice is all in a ruin.
[Instrumentale]
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[Strophe]
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I heard of a saint who had loved you 
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So I studied all night in his school 
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he taught that the duty of lovers 
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is to tarnish the golden rule. 
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And just when I was sure 
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that his teachings were pure 
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he drowned himself in the pool 
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his body is gone but back here on the lawn 
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his spirit continues to drool.
[Instrumentale]
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[Strophe]
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An Eskimo showed me a movie 
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he'd recently taken of you 
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the poor man could hardly stop shivering, 
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his lips and his fingers were blue. 
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I suppose that he froze 
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when the wind took your clothes 
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and I guess he just never got warm 
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but you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice 
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o, please let me come into the storm.