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"I'm psychic," she said,
"I've got this power,
Why don't you slip off those jeans,
Let's take a shower?
Drink up your Coke and rum
The tarot cards promised you'd come"

Jesus Aitch Christ,
I've come too far to stop,
She plied me with bourbon
And Europop

She said, "Won't you kiss my throat again?
And tomorrow we'll wake up to the sound of rain."

(I felt her cat rub against my legs)

She'd tracked me down
To this all-night place
'Cause the tea leaves revealed
Precisely my face

Now she's fiddling with the clasp of her bra,
And humming an old-fashioned tune, sha-la-la

Her duvet is bathed in
The green aquarium light
Her juju dolls watch over us
All through the night

So I pressed my lips to the small of her back again
And just like she said, we woke up to the sound of rain

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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