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I whistled a tune called âlazyâ and I tiptoed a very tight line
all of the time walking backwards, all of the time I was blind
and the only voice I was hearing was yours inside my head
saying âGet yourself back to the kitchen, girl, one true move and youâre deadâ
but I found out itâs all or nothing
and all of the time he fiddled, I danced to the dark of his breath
too lazy to crumble and jumble there, over and over he played
and the only sound I was hearing was the one inside my own mind
saying âGet yourself back to the kitchen sink, girl, youâve blown it one more timeâ
I found out itâs all or nothing at all
{yes itâs over, nothing lasted}
nothingâs changed, yes itâs over, still you breathe
I whistled a tune called âcrazyâ and I tiptoed a very tight line
I faltered ever so slightly, all of the time I was blind
and the only voice I was hearing was the one inside my head
saying âGet yourself out of the kitchen, girl â fly to the moon insteadâ
I found out, itâs all or nothing
I found out, itâs all or nothing
yes, itâs all or nothing at all
fly me to the moon, let me roll among
fly me to the moon, let me roll among the stars
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