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What's view like from back there?
Kiss a girl with the strawberry hair
Touch the ghost with torching pocket
Here the sun comes, we forgot it
What's the town like where you grew up?
Did you drink from a golden cup?
Archimedes on your shoulder
Everyday a little bolder
Smooth those lines away
Smooth those lines away
What's the model like inside your brain?
Does she make you wide awake?
Do you love her and protect her?
Sit together on a golden vector?
Will you be good when you grow up?
Server your drinks from a golden cup?
Socrates in an old Ford Ascot
Sew the lines the nations discard
Smooth those lines away
Smooth those lines away
She's so fine
With eyes that follow you everywhere
She's so fine
Shapes and shadows and she is mine
Raise your arms and ready my commandment
Hold my hand, get out the line and
you're my belle down to the final
They mean well, wait for the lines and
Raise your arms and ready my commandment
Hold my hand, get out the line and
you're my belle down to the final
They mean well, wait for the lines and
Raise your arms and ready my commandment
Hold my hand, get out the line and
you're my belle down to the final
They mean well, wait for the lines and
She's so fine
Shapes and Shadows and she is mine