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At first I hear a spritely two-second tune,
whistled with inspiration from the sun and the moon,
looking up from my shit, what do I see?,
I see the East Village Princess standing before me, lively and free
and so it seems....
That there lyes, something in her eyes, for me,
but she's a little young, she may very well not know what it could be
Pull up in front of her house and wait just like in Purple Rain,
I wanna make it with her right there on the street, but I refrain,
these two worlds, they've been apart, there's so much to say,
but we just kiss, and let the details become drawn into the light whenever they may
and now I see.....
That there lyes, something in her eyes, for me,
but she's a little young, she may very well not know what it could be
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