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Oh, take me,to the place,where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild.Down some country bend,I'm sick of New York, again.Oh, man, I got it bad,I'm like Ahab,I'm in love.Such a dirty thought,for the one fis,I never caught.It's all been written,they say,like a school play in the gymnasium.So, you can tell,DeLillo,he's got to find a sense of humor.This fever,might last, forever.You, and me kid,we should stay, together. Letras de cancionesIt's all white...Take me to some bull fight,in white and gold tights,and a purple cape.I'll do just fine,I've got victory on my mind.Molly Johnson, down your stairs,it's always dying a hair,like sheep on the run.Well, if you ever escape,I could use a little change in pace.This fever, might last forever.You and me kid,we should stay together.Yo de oh day-eYo de oh day-eTake me to the place,where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild . . . From Letras Mania