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THE PEACOCK SONG

My minds an astray full of ashes
lick the tears from my eyelashes
oh, whatever will i see thats good
He plays a really mean guitar.
She smokes a really big cigar.
I'd love to love ya-if only i could.
her love is, oh so, shiny wet-
keeps a bald peacock for a pet.
Can you ever understand how i feel?
Miss Jenifa-my private dancer.
Miss Nina-to whom i answer.
Kari sez were the only ones who are real.

So when i dream on Sunday mornin'
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dogs in heaven.
And i wonder when i'll see you again.

Psychopharmocology
has never found a friend in me,
but i'll eat sugar cubes all day and night.
Those ducklings are never ugly
So, she sells herself by the sea.
I'll bake her a cake-be it wrong or right.
The caterpillar and the spider-
turn my screws a little tighter.
Can you ever understand my feel?
Gail G.- my inspiration.
Miss Denise should run the nation
Isabel tortures me with sex appeal...

So when i dream on Sunday mornin'
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dogs in heaven.
And i wonder when i'll see you again.

(yer really takn' me for a ride
yer a wise guy anyway...
I never had a place to hide except my brain!)

So when i dream on Sunday mornin'
abd my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dogs in heaven.
And i wonder when i'll see you again.
YEAH I WONDER WHWN I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN!