Turntable

In the arms of a lover, in the arms of your son
 You lay your breath heavy but not on anyone
 Won't you see throughout, won't you rest yourself
 You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself
 You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself
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 Three years and a bottle of cheap red wine
 All my sacred sins and all your dirty lies
 And I ride, and I ride, and I ride, and I ride
 Keep riding even when I don't know why
 I keep riding even when I don't know why
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 Oh, said if my heart were a turntable
 And my belly was a speaker and my soul a needle
 Oh, said if my heart were a turntable
 And my belly was a speaker and my soul a needle
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 Oh, meet me by the garden where the flowers bloom
 Where the trees stretch and wrap themselves around you
 When they fill you up 'til you don't know what to do
 On a winter's night when everything is new
 On a winter's night when everything is new
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 Oh, said if my heart were a turntable
 And my belly was a speaker and my soul a needle
 Oh, said if my heart were a turntable
 And my belly was a speaker and my soul a needle
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