Woke up this morning
with a pounding headache
that made me crawl across the floor
There was nothing left from last night
but the smell of flowers in my bed

Who could she be and what did we do all night?
My mind's all dried out
No time to rest
I can still feel her taste
Oh, she's the original sin

I found a note
where she told me to meet her
by the river in the twilight
With nothing on
she was dancing naked,
to the rhythm of her heart


She was so close
I could almost touch her
Then she walked down
into the water
and slowly drifted away
into the sunrise
and she was gone


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