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    I asked her to sing in her
    Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair
    But she said NO

    Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west
    I'm burning up, I'm burning up, I'm burning up
    And there's dead-skin in my bed

    Under a bomber's moon she pouts, she frowns
    Exudes a dead-leaf smell and drags me down

    I refleshed her bones and I built a house of skin
    I knocked upon her dog-woman head and let some humour in

    Under a bomber's moon she pouts, she frowns
    Exudes a dead-leaf smell and drags me down, and my level up

    Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west
    I'm burning up, I'm burning up, I'm burning, burning, burning, burning
    And there's dead-skin in my bed

    I asked her to sing in her
    Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair
    But she said
    But she said no

    Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west
    I'm burning up, I'm burning up, I'm burning, burning, burning, burning
    And there's dead-skin in my bed, in my bed
    In my bed, sleepy head

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