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Moxy Fruvous
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Bu-dup-bup-um-bwhy-yaye-yaye.....
woah...
woah...
No...
There was a perfume on the breeze,
the moon, the trees...
in a great northern open...
when our love was goin' on, and on
we made a home for two worlds, two strings
weee-ahhh-oooh
now i'm pacing, always
bumping into all the same things
Sometimes you gotta wonder what is going on
i won't miss you
when it's finally final
our love is final
you come home and your stuff's out on the lawn
i don't think that i will miss you
i don't think that i will miss you
I probably won't keep in touch
cuz i don't love you that much
that much...
Totally rockin, totally loose
totally decent, totally spruce (?screwsed?)
goin' to murray's, goin' to mike's
goin' to jian's, ridin' on bikes
Totally wicked, totally cool
mister paul murray totally rules
totally sony, totally great
once in a while, to hold your head high
???, he's on the bass totally jammin', totally lax
totally headcheck, total max tax, total joe lewey?, totally styx
city had a hot rock band totally lola, total ?that chips?, totally rockin,
totally loose
If i love you half as much
big fat lie to the pan-man
Totally decent, totally ?spruce?
totally decent, totally ?spruce?
totally decent, totally ?spruce?
There was a perfume on the breeze
the moon, the trees
now there's shit in the trumpet
for all the bloodletting, we've still got the same disease
i still got the same disease
Satan in satin slippers
christ on a crooked crutch
cuz i don't love you that much
i don't love you that much,
don't love you that much
i don't...
no i don't love you that much
no i don't love you that much
yeah, i don't love you that much.....
(bird sounds and drums fade out)
yeah...look at the clouds...
i love this one
look at the earthquakes
wow...it's...an oldie! yeah...yeah...
look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
you could use either a banjo or dobro
look at the leaves la, loo, loo, la, sumina, la, la, la...
loose and free doo bop loose and...
look at these tiny things botherin' me.
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Bu-dup-bup-um-bwhy-yaye-yaye..... woah... woah... No... There was a perfume on the breeze, the moon, the trees... in a great northern open... when our love was goin' on, and on we made a home for two worlds, two strings weee-ahhh-oooh now i'm pacing, always bumping into all the same things Sometimes you gotta wonder what is going on i won't miss you when it's finally final our love is final you come home and your stuff's out on the lawn i don't think that i will miss you i don't think that i will miss you I probably won't keep in touch cuz i don't love you that much that much... Totally rockin, totally loose totally decent, totally spruce (?screwsed?) goin' to murray's, goin' to mike's goin' to jian's, ridin' on bikes Totally wicked, totally cool mister paul murray totally rules totally sony, totally great once in a while, to hold your head high ???, he's on the bass totally jammin', totally lax totally headcheck, total max tax, total joe lewey?, totally styx city had a hot rock band totally lola, total ?that chips?, totally rockin, totally loose If i love you half as much big fat lie to the pan-man Totally decent, totally ?spruce? totally decent, totally ?spruce? totally decent, totally ?spruce? There was a perfume on the breeze the moon, the trees now there's shit in the trumpet for all the bloodletting, we've still got the same disease i still got the same disease Satan in satin slippers christ on a crooked crutch cuz i don't love you that much i don't love you that much, don't love you that much i don't... no i don't love you that much no i don't love you that much yeah, i don't love you that much..... (bird sounds and drums fade out) yeah...look at the clouds... i love this one look at the earthquakes wow...it's...an oldie! yeah...yeah... look at the moon that the light of the sun makes. you could use either a banjo or dobro look at the leaves la, loo, loo, la, sumina, la, la, la... loose and free doo bop loose and... look at these tiny things botherin' me.
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