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Clam Crab Cockle Cowry

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That means C no where I come from. I am cold, out waiting for the day to c G ome.
I chew my lips C , oh and I scratch my nose, feels so good F to be a rose.
C Oh don't, don't you lift me up like I'm that shy, no no no no no,
just give it G up –
There are bat F s all disso G lving in a ro C w
into the F wishy-washy dar G k that cannot le Am t go.
C I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword!
'tho it be mincing up the morni G ng, slightly bo Am red.
O, morni C ng without warni F ng like a hole, C and G I watch you F go.
There are some morni C ngs when the sky loo G ks like a roa F d.
There are some dragon C s who were built to G have and hol F d.
And some machine C s are dropped from gr G eat heights loving F ly.
a C nd some bellies F ache with many C bumblebees. G (and they sting so ter F ribly).
C I do as I please. Now I'm on my knees.
Your skin is something that I st G ir into my t Am ea.
F And I am watching you and you are st Am arry, starry, starry
C and I'm tumbling down, and I G check a fr F own.
I C t's why I love this town. Well, just look around:
just see me sere Am naded hourly! celebrated sourly!
d F edicated dourly; w G altzing with the open s C ea –
G clam, crab, cock F le, cowrie : will G you ju Am st look at me?
C F C G F x3 (3rd time) G C
Oh… Hmm