One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong

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[Verse 1]
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I lit a thin green candle
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  To make you jealous of me
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Then the room just filled up with 
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mosquitos
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When they heard that my body was 
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free
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Then I took the dust of a long 
sleepless night
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And I put it in your little shoe
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Then I confess that I tortured the 
dress
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That you wore for the world to 
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look through,  Ooh

[Verse 2]
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I showed my heart to the doctor
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He said I just have to quit
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Then he wrote himself a prescription
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And your name was written in it
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Then he locked himself in a library 
shelf
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With the details of our honeymoon
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Now I hear from the nurse that he’s
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 doing much worse
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And his practice is all in a ruin
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[Verse 3]
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Oh I heard of a saint who had loved 
you
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So I studied all night in his school
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Where he taught that the duty of 
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lovers
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Is to tarnish the golden rule
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Just when I was sure that his 
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teachings were pure,
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He drowned himself in the pool
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His body is gone, but back here on 
the lawn
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His spirit continues to drool,    
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Ohh

[Verse 4]
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Oh an Eskimo showed me a movie
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He’d recently taken of you
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And the poor man could barely stop 
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shivering
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His lips and his fingers were blue
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I suppose that he froze when the 
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wind took your clothes
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And I guess he just never got warm
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But you stand there so nice, in 
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your blizzard of ice
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Oh please let me back into your 
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storm, please

[Outro 1]
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[Outro 2]
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[Outro 3]
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