They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew
Baby love, my baby love
I need you, oh how I
Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, Yes!
Birds
Well, a sister used to hide it,
So I never thought
I'm a smash at cocktail parties
I keep falling on my
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
You'd better
The sun comes up, I think about you.
The coffee cup,
I lost a lot of things to the wind
I lost
Freezing on this corner
Waiting for a ride uptown
Really getting restless
Could'
Mmm, sludge
Mmm, filth
Aah, fumes
Oooh, cack
Oil and grime, poison sludge
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