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By Robyn Hitchcock, Sucking on a tap that never dries
Could you take it
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By Robyn Hitchcock, She's just another bubble
Another and she's not the first
She'll only
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Somewhere in the autumn sea
The kind of love you are
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By Robyn Hitchcock, We head downhill
Our hands fly back
Our fingers freeze
Our hair falls
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By Robyn Hitchcock, That's what happens accidentally when you're in the mood
For a
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By Robyn Hitchcock, There's a house burning down
On the radio, but
We're in luck,
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Furry green eye
In a furry green hole
It's a furry green
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I feel beautiful
Because you love me
I water the tomatoes and
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I saw Nick Drake
At the corner of time and motion
I
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I used to say I love you
It wasn't really true
I
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By Robyn Hitchcock, If you were a priest
I would wait at least
Up unto
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Is this love?
Is this love?
Is this love?
Lost Madonna of the
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Did you ever hover in the distance?
Did you ever swoop
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By Robyn Hitchcock, It's a Raymond Chandler Evening
At the end of someone's day
And
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Serpent at the gates of wisdom
Curling 'round a tree
With your
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I see the birdies in the trees
I see the fishes
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl
So I could
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Sweet ghost of light
When you appear
You fall around me
Everywhere
I see
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Ted, Woody and Junior
Stand in the bath together
And cover each
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By Robyn Hitchcock, He came bursting out of nowhere
Like a spear into the
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Every night I vibrate internally
That's my form of prayer
And the
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Oh the veins of her Majesty the Queen
They're so regal
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By Robyn Hitchcock, People flocked like cattle to Seattle
After Kurt Cobain
And before him
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Son, there are mirrors here -- watch your performing little
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By Robyn Hitchcock, One by one by one we saw the stars
One by
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By Robyn Hitchcock, in agony of pleasurei crumble to my kneesi lick your
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By Robyn Hitchcock, in the aquariumyou stroked a greasy rayjust at the end
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By Robyn Hitchcock, Maybe tonight you're achingFor someone you're dreaming ofWait till the
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I walk through the heatherUnderneath the skyThe leaves have never
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By Robyn Hitchcock, I'm in love with a Beautiful Girl,Yes I'm in love