| I’m not telling you to love what I love. |
| I’m asking you to take time to know
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| what it is that you love and are in love with. |
| And do what you can not to
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| offend this sensitive soul, who has seen things no lips can’t confess,
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| no pain can bear witness to, no mind can justify, no memory can wipe
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| Let me love, let me touch, let me love
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| Baby, give it up, let me drink from the fountain
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| In the car, on the street, in the dark
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| Baby, on the beach, in the
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| back of the garden
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| You’re in the club, how you dance, how you touch
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| How you offer up all your love and devotion
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| Roll it up, spark it up, let it burn
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| On the balcony, and we can fly to the ocean
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| You make it real, make me feel, make me feel
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| I’m as strong as steel and as tall as the mountains
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| Talk is cheap, can you rescue me?
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| No place I’d rather be than the back of the garden
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, catch up
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| Once upon a time ago
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| I threw my cautions to the wind, my friend
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| And yelled, «Geronimo!»
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| And rode the wings of love to outer space
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| But then I fell a thousand miles to Guantanamo
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| Euphoria to torture
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| I left a note that had a rhyme, it go:
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| Love is like a ferris wheel
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| Love is like a roller coaster
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| Love is at a standstill
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| Body after body after body
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| It’s a landfill
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| And I just caught a body
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| In the lobby and got my hands filled
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| I’m a serial lover
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| I set up all the dates
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| That rang up fate and got my friends killed
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| I barely knew my dad, sometimes I feel like my mother
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| I love that Purple Rain love
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| That have a fight, that scratch my face
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| That fuck outside and ride my motorcycle in the rain love
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| Love is like a garden, love is like a death sentence
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| Love is like a pardon, I’m free again and ready
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| Once outside these prison walls, to believe again is scary
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| Your garden is my sanctuary
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| Back of the garden
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Yeah oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready
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| Oooh ooh, don’t stop
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| Be my confidant, my shoulder, my diary, my best friend, my mentor, my lover,
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| my teacher, my preacher, my one and only, my everything. |
| From the beam of the
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| sun to the dim of the moon. |
| From before until always I’m yours. |
| So keep me safe
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| within yourself. |
| Bow to my throne, no matter what, and I will stand tall |