THE ONLY TRUTH IS THE TRUTH I GET FROM YOUR LIPS -
LETS CUT THEM OFF AND KEEP THEM IN A BOX -
I HAVE A NICE MATCHBOX -
THAT I CAN PUT IN MY POCKET -
AND TAKE TO PARIS -
WHEN I DRINK WINE -
AND SEE POETS DROWN IN THE SEINE -
I CAN TAKE THE FLESHY RED LIPS OUT -
AND KISS THEM GOODBYE -
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