it's been a long since coming
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Cause she's been away
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She's got a moist box, it's golden and
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Should be on my face
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I Can't Taste It, I Can't Taste It,
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And I wait patiently
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For her to say what she needs for the time being she needs me
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It was sunny, on the Monday morning
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That I met you
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Such a dusty road blowing
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Until the dust settles through
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I Can't Taste It, I Can't Taste It
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And I wait patiently
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For her to say what she needs
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For the time being she needs me
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I'm a little bit lazy
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I'm a little bit crude
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I'm down on my knees
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As she's beginning to bleed
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Yeh I'm down on my knees
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Just down on my knees
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And she's beginning to bleed
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And I'm down on my knees
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The Riff (I Can¡¯t Taste It)
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Staggered Crossing |