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Mummy was a waitress dressed in tangerine,
she found daddy in a can of sardines.
Liquid boy, you know all the stories,
it´s been there since the first cold morning.
So blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
No more bitter cherry juice,
give me something that I can´t lose. I was raised by hungry dogs and spiders,
that is why my legs are long, but hairy.
Where I live people don´t get married,
we have fun throwing stones to ferries.
It´s blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
No more bitter cherry juice,
give me something that I can´t lose.
Will you think of me
at the end of the summer
when nights are so clean
they beat you like a hammer?
It´s blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
Baby, it´s thick, thick, thick,
sometimes kind of sweet. So blue, blue, blue,
bluer than the zoo.
she found daddy in a can of sardines.
Liquid boy, you know all the stories,
it´s been there since the first cold morning.
So blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
No more bitter cherry juice,
give me something that I can´t lose. I was raised by hungry dogs and spiders,
that is why my legs are long, but hairy.
Where I live people don´t get married,
we have fun throwing stones to ferries.
It´s blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
No more bitter cherry juice,
give me something that I can´t lose.
Will you think of me
at the end of the summer
when nights are so clean
they beat you like a hammer?
It´s blue, blue, blue,
gonna try with glue.
Baby, it´s dry, dry, dry,
I hate you when you cry.
Baby, it´s thick, thick, thick,
sometimes kind of sweet. So blue, blue, blue,
bluer than the zoo.
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