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I spy in the night sky, don't I? Phoebe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope Janus Dione Portia, so many moons Quiet in the sky at night Hot in
I spy in the night sky, don't I? Phoebe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope Janus Dione Portia, so many moons Quiet in the sky at night Hot in
("First of all, you think she's a woman, but she's not, she's a cyborg") Her name is Phoebe. She's a black belt in karate. Workin' for the city,
much better Than the rest of them Out of all the others You were the honest man He loved guns and roses Guns and roses He loved guns and roses
me anywhere My poor worried heart was almost certain That this love affair would never be Then I sent a dozen yellow roses and From that moment,
Morning fields of amber gray Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me
A pastel scene in front of me A rose’s stem between my teeth Art’s not precious if the artist’s hand is not present A few last names A white-walled place
Georgia Rose, Georgia Rose, you're the most precious rose, Dixie Rose. Though we don't see quite right, cause you're skin's dark as night. I
winning And Prudence and Gwendolyn Set your 'eart spinning Phoebe's delightful, Maude is disarming Janice, Felicia, Lydia--charming Cynthia's dashing,
Black phoebe There's a candle in my window Black phoebe Its all inside of you Black phoebe There's a candle in my window Baby captain I hope
winning And Prudence and Gwendolyn Set your 'eart spinning Phoebe's delightful, Maude is disarming Janice, Felicia, Lydia--charming Cynthia's dashing,
Roses are shining in thicker fields In the hush of the silvery dew The roses are flowering in Picardy But there's never a rose like you
an artist never seen yet with a vision With a reason Stared with venom at the ceiling Not the grass But straight ahead Just at the skyline With
How you say you Innocent? Illegitimate children Ain't gon hurt, who feels it? Artists with? Fuck em, middle finger never bent Only at the Lord's
Little Phoebe Who I've never seen Had you asked, I'd be right out And maybe In a good time Phoebe, then I'll tuck you in How is it (Listen,
their favorite pet Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat, It's not your fault You may not be a bed of roses You're not friend to those with noses I'll miss you before
Ooh, never thought I would be without you I wish you love, I wish you well I wish you roses while you can still smell 'em With pretty flowers can
The roses The roses The roses The roses
Mary Pickford used to eat roses Thought that they'd make her beautiful and they did One supposes Douglas Fairbanks, he was so handsome He wore
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose Why you ramble, no one knows Wild and wind-blown, that's how you've grown Who can cling to a ramblin' rose? Ramble
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose Why you ramble, no one knows Wild and wind-blown, that's how you've grown Who can cling to a ramblin' rose? Ramble
I had with You She's never tasted caviar or sipped on fine champagne Still life with Rose is better than any artist's brush Could paint
a weather station Artists and repertoire Hand in hand through the greater way at dawn The writing on the wall said, "Jesus saves" The writing
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