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You climbed up the drainpipeAnd I climbed up the ladder in your ?We are back from the river whereThe midgets deliver their bitesJealousy's a pitAnd I see that you have it in spateTry and cut the power line to our kingdomWith some corner shop razor bladesIf you ever, if you everCome back this wayDon't be clever, dull your sensesYour senses and stayI know your sails are wide openAnd you wait for the galeI'd rather be in the inkwellThan lost in the mailI threaten you with an umbrellaWith a poison tipThen you produce a blowtorchTo the hair above my lipLetras de cancionesThe neighbours gather round, they sayThe boy's not looking greatWell stick around fellas I can punchAbove my weightIf you ever, if you everCome back this wayDon't be clever, dull your sensesYour senses and stayI know your sails are wide openAnd you wait for the galeI'd rather be in the inkwellThan lost in the mailEverybody's saying that you sisterIs a big girlShe stops me in my tracksShe has a voice like a river ?There's a rumour goin around that you've beenTalking to the house detective From Letras Mania