Saturday night in another motel staring at some old tattoos and crying
Can you walk that walk, can you talk that deal maybe I can make you feel like dying
When you put your money on the sheet and you fall in love and life is sweet as it can be
No, I don't believe in anyone so I make believe that everyone is trés jolie, trés jolie

Everywhere in the universe worlds collide and come to an end
I don't want to be beautiful
I don't want to wake up again
I want to touch the moon

You got two left feet and a musical ear and a bodyguard standing over there whose flying
And she's all dressed up in a leotard, is she old enough are you getting hard, I'm dying
It's a lot of work for a little crime, just being born means doing time and doing me
No, I don't believe in anything so I make believe that everything is trés joke, trés jolie

Everywhere in the universe worlds collide and come to an end
I don't want to be beautiful
I don't want to wake up again

Everywhere in the universe worlds collide and come to an end
I don't want to be beautiful
I don't want to wake up again
I want to touch the moon

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