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Let in the lonely light
Two eyes so new of sight
And warm your baby tight
With some words that seem so right
Paint it the bedroom pink
To shape the way you think
You're gonna have to do
What you think you're supposed to
Oh when the waves rush in through your door
Can't use those golden legs anymore
Oh when the waves rush in through your door
Can't use those golden legs anymore
Can't use those golden legs anymore
You're gonna need a car
To signal what you are
To show how far you've gone
Reflecting under the sun
You're gonna need a love
A gentle quiet love
You're gonna need a knob
And just in case a little more of
Oh when the waves rush in through your door
Can't use those golden legs anymore
Oh when the waves rush in through your door
Can't use those golden legs anymore
Can't use those golden legs anymore
Can't use those golden legs any, any, any more
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