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I've puked on all my ties I've ruined my disguise And I lost my head again Held hostage by who I Cufflinks and a wet moustache The storm is rushing me So sloshing me And it take me by surprise The moon's not in your eyes You're sleeping like a babe As we hold a breathe and slip beneath the waves They've cordoned off the lane To keep us dry and keep us sane The storm is rushing me So gushing me And it take me by surprise The moon's not in your eyes You're sleeping like a babe As we hold a breathe and slip beneath the waves Argh! Hahahaha Argh! From Letras Mania