Andys Chest

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        If I could be anything
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        in the world that flew
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        I would be a bat and come
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        swooping after you
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        And if the last time you 
were here
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        things were a bit askew


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        Well, you know what 
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happens after dark
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        When rattlesnakes lose 
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their skins and their hearts
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        And all the missionaries 
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lose their bark
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        Oh, all the trees are 
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calling after you
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        D                  G      
        And all the venom snipers 
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after you
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        Are all the mountains 
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boulder after you

 Same chords played harder ...  ;-)

        If I could be any one
        of the things in this world 
that bite
        Instead of a dentured ocelot
 on a leash
        I'd rather be a kite
        Be tied to the end of your 
string
        flying in the air at night

        'Cause you know what they 
say about honey bears
        When you shave off all their
 baby hair
        You have a hairy minded pink
 bare bear

        And all the bells are 
rolling out for you
        And all the stones are 
erupting out for you
        And all the cheap luck 
suckers are flying after you

        Yesterday, Daisy Mae and 
Biff
        were grooving on the street
        And just like in a movie
        her hands became her feet
        Her belly button was her 
mouth
        which meant she tasted what 
she'd speak

        But the funny thing is what 
happened to her nose
        It grew until it reached all
 of her toes
        Now, when people say her 
feet smell, they mean her nose

        And all the curtains laced 
with diamonds for you
        And all the Roman noblemen 
for you
        And kingdom's Christian 
sailors, dear for you
        And melting ice cap mountain
 tops for you
        And knights in flaming 
silver robes for you
        And bats that with a kiss 
turn prince for you
        Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
        Roll, roll, swoop, swoop
        Rock, rock, roll, roll