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Sep 2015
My love ain't no little Queen of Darkness;
My love is a rising star.
You don't know her name, believe me
         you don't need to.
Wish I had a keyboard I could show you
What we both do.
Can't hurt her but I know she could scratch you. (She's hard)
My love makes me think of Paul Simon
       sometimes.
My love is the best since Jesus, you know.
Can't stop her but don't stop trying.
We're all just trying to change that old currency...
One last time.
One last time, ya know.
One last timemmmuh!
Understand.
Andrew Tinkham
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Andrew Tinkham  USA
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