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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.

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    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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    Composition: Christina Rosenvinge

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