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Some days I spend all day thinking of ways to thank you Just your loving did so much for me your soft touch, gentleness If I could fly us into space and we could breathe here where we live I wouldn't be leaving here for Neptune Blue Satellite images so photographic You'll never see a clearer picture Like the ones so called intelligence took of me and sold to the enquirer Back in June ' nineteen eighty-two way before I found you or did you find me, did you? Neptune Blue I've seen the baby blue, the sky blue and the yankee'd I've even seen the bedroom blue and your buns when they were spankee'd Imagine just one color that could change your evening mood Look into my eyes then, Neptune Blue
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
Neptune Blue
Some days I spend all day thinking of ways to thank you Just your loving did so much for me your soft touch, gentleness If I could fly us into space and we could breathe here where we live I wouldn't be leaving here for Neptune Blue Satellite images so photographic You'll never see a clearer picture Like the ones so called intelligence took of me and sold to the enquirer Back in June ' nineteen eighty-two way before I found you or did you find me, did you? Neptune Blue I've seen the baby blue, the sky blue and the yankee'd I've even seen the bedroom blue and your buns when they were spankee'd Imagine just one color that could change your evening mood Look into my eyes then, Neptune Blue
david-ehrgott
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
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