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I A  lit a thin green ca Bm ndle, to D  make you jealous of me A  .
But the r A oom just filled up with mosqu Bm  itos,
they h D eard that my body was fE  ree.
Then I F#m  took the dust of a l C#m  ong sleepless night
and I p D ut it in your little s G  hoe.
And t Bm hen I confess that I t G  ortured the dress
that you w Bm ore for the  A world to look t G hrough.    A      A 
 
 
I showed my heart to the doctor : he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription,
and your name was mentioned in it !
Then he locked himself in a library shelf
with the details of our honeymoon,
and I hear from the nurse that he's gotten much worse
and his practice is all in a ruin.
 
 
I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.
 
 
An Eskimo showed me a movie
he'd recently taken of you :
the poor man could hardly stop shivering,
his lips and his fingers were blue.
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
and I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into the storm.
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