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I shouted at the moon But my love gets hit by a lampoon And I'm just waiting for my mockingbird to copy me now She shoots straight from the throat Under my gate over the moon And I'm just waiting for my mockingbird to copy me now Once I get the pills inside me She'll follow through She'll lie like a fresh kill beside me Swallow what I do I'll drink this phantom at my leisure And she'll mimic me measure for measure But I'm just waiting for my mockingbird to copy me now Mockingbird, copy me now Baby, copy me now Baby, copy me now From Letras Mania