She took her solid gold animal collection
To work today
She finds she's moving in the opposite direction
Who's there to say
I'll figure out every moment
We'll bust heads
Turning loose
And when we heard the rounds around
A figure eight
Is not too late
A man at arms is giving up his charm
Solid gold animal collector's item
Visions boiled down to the test
She made a positive identification
On him today
I recall identifying positive reactions
And so I say
Be at arms with no direction
Find a dream in our dissection
Well, it is a rainy day
And I don't think that I can go away
On this day
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