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Lyrics (fan transcription):
it ain't no cover
it ain't no style
I shouldn't bother
he's eight miles high
but I adore him
and I implore him
saying I love none other [?]
but this ain't no stylehe sits there smoking
the sun is setting
his breath away
he sits there choking
on what they say
but I adore him
and I implore him
saying one of these mornings
I'm going away
the day is done
good night, my lover
good night, my son
I shouldn't bother
he's eight miles high
but I love none other
til the day that I die...
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