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Like a blue flower in a yellow room
Like some mad, crashing hot air balloon
Longer than a piece of string, taller than a fish
I know what it’s not, but I don’t know what it is.

Like Ken and Barbie, we were made for love
But like GI Joe we took our orders from above.
Call it God, call it fate
Call it anything, but call me.

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Jealous of the sun, jealous of the rain
Touching her warm skin like I never can.
But how can I be mad, when I’ve had what I’ve had
With my sweet ‘bama girl.

I might be walking, I might be sitting down
I might be thinking about me 6 feet under the cold hard ground
But I know a girl who makes me smile
The kind of girl who can stop you cold
She’s far away from me (a million miles)
But if I’m a fool, she’s fools gold.
If I’m a fool, she’s fool’s gold.

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