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By Ali Date: 2002 Sep 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.14.11.46.6346]] |
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So you say you wanna swim, Writhe together in a lake of slime-- Isn't that romantic, baby? What's a little dirt and grime? You can't tell me those webbed hands, Haven't longed to hold on to mine, I've seen you watching me from the water, And let me tell you, the water looks just fine. That Black Lagoon don't scare me none, So what if I can't breathe through gills? It presents slight horizontal issues, But the thought of you just gives me chills. So baby, why don't you come and get me? I'm just sitting here ready to scream, Watching the ripples for signs of you, Love in my eyes, setting my spirit agleam. |