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Tourmaline
oh you shine in that beautiful setting
just like the best of the polished & cut
but my darling, in case you're forgetting
you were natural-born anything but
oh they'll line up to congratulate you
for successfully
stealing the scene
& they'll all either love you or hate you
for you'll always betwixt and between
tourmaline, tourmaline
semi-precious, semi-precious
tourmaline, tourmaline
of all the green haired girls i've seen today
you blow them all away
just like the rest of us bath-water babies
you'll grab any old line that you're thrown
well i'm tired of those mermaids & maybes
so i'm gonna go go it alone
you can meet me out on the deep water
where the sailing is smooth & serene
just promise me when you get back to shore
that you won't tell a soul where you've been
we all know you came in through the kitchen
cuz the floor sorta sticks to your feet
when you go better you use the back door
he'll be waiting for you on the street
oh he closes his eyes when he kicks you
for a cat cannot look at a queen
realize when his memory tricks you
oh he's nothing but snow on your screen
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