Now Keely waits it out
Well she's only young enough for some things
Healing the sick and dum
In low on the radar, the smoking gun
Were moving fast enough to function
Fast enough to function
Baby it's me
Cause I seem to think in twos and threes
So find your open door
In through the skin-tight sound
And keep that love underground
Busy scenery
So transfixed on transparent things
An eye for her tiger a bee for her bloom
She crosses her fingers and crosses the room
So catch your salted tears
Before they hit the ground
And keep that love underground
And keep that love underground
So keep that love under!
Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo
Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo
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