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And I don't even care
To shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust, I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
 
I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
 
Rings on her fingers and bells on her shoe-oohs
I could tell without askin' she was into blue-oohs
She wore scarlet begonias, tucked into her curls
I could tell right away, she was not like other girls...other girls
 
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again
 
Floating neither up or down
I wonder when I’ll hit the ground
Will the earth beneath my body shake
And cast your sleeping hearts awake
Could it tremble stars from moonlit skies
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes
I live on the right side, I sleep in the left
That’s why everything’s got to be love or death

Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
 
It's gonna be OK I
t's gonna be alright
It's gonna be that you're the only ones who understand
It's gonna be OK
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be that you're the only ones who understand

Got good feelings about this year
All is very well, C.J. is here
'92 spells more fun,
let's get into gear
It's the year of the monkey,
gonna be real funky
Buy yourself a beer

 
I propose to climb Mount Normal
My expedition needs supply
And fortune smiles upon the fool
Who gives at least a try

And in the quest to take Mount Normal
I've no Sherpa for a guide
It's the kind of trek that feels its way
As I sacrifice my pride

And deign to dare to risk rejection
From what I don't know how to fake
So much that I would give to this
And I don't know what to take
 
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