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By Mike Gordon, Swing around back, close your eyes,
Slip down the chute, fantasize,
About
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By Mike Gordon, You told me you were made of gold, walked a
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By Mike Gordon, We met in blankets of rain
Speaking in bubbles her words
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By Mike Gordon, every time i travel to a new city.
i go on
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By Mike Gordon, The world is spinning so much faster
Fling me from pole