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Miriam Montague He’s looking up at you And you’re spinning all the boys into a dream You woo them all into your eyes until they gleam A commoners cosmonaut The better half of the have me nots You are the sun rays of your twickenham garden Sweet beauty rough with animal abandon Heartfelt hipster folkbots Tripping on the latest posh veranda Squatting underneath Jamaican tower Plugging into dirty mains power Oh Miriam the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from Light polluted hazes In the dark Satin flame rainy days Rich men on holiday They toast to wives and sweethearts while you’re dancing May they never see your green card smile like I do Pulsating vampire bats At the Islington automat Letras de cancionesThe molly’s green With Patrick’s day excitement While your Netherlands Are on the train to Brighton Heartfelt hipster folkbots Tripping on the latest posh veranda Squatting underneath Jamaican tower Plugging into dirty mains power Oh Miriam the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from Light polluted hazes In the dark Sleep Theodossia Moving deeper in the dream Everything as it should be Flash flood in your heated quantum temple Oxford circus angels are they really ? Cuing up for petrol on the motorway? Living hand to mouth you kiss them anyway Oh Miriam the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from Light polluted Hazes in the dark Oh Miriam the wonders of your magnitude Hazes in the dark From Letras Mania