Eleven

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Put sugar on the lemon zest,
You shake it till it's runny
A pinch of salt upon your chest,
A chaser for you money
A touch of whiskey in you milk,
Some chilli in your honey
A mini skirt as good as silk,
A cloudy patch of sunny
Here we go!
They tell you it is your imagination
It's something palpable and physical
Some kind of spell, some kind of incantation
Something so prime, so indivisible
Come away now,
Raise your spirit in this serenade
Let us plan our escapade
Sing loud,
From the maker to the highest vow
Let eleven show you how
A butterfly before the moth,
A noise behind the alley,
The servant is a man of cloth,
The counter takes the tally
Now there is blood upon the moon,
But fortune in the valley
You mix it with a wooden spoon,
Wait for the grand finale
Here we go!
They tell you it is your imagination
It's something palpable and physical
Some kind of spell, some kind of incantation
Something so prime, so indivisible
Come away now,
Raise your spirit in this serenade
Let us plan our escapade
Sing loud,
From the maker to the highest vow
Let eleven show you how
I long, i laugh, i cry,
I've found a way that i will never, ever die
I feel, i hope, i pray,
That someday you might take my breath away
Come away now yeah
Come away now
Come away now,
Raise your spirit in this serenade
Let us plan our escapade
Sing loud,
From the maker to the highest vow
Let eleven show you how
Come away now,
Raise your spirit in this serenade
Let us plan our escapade
Sing loud,
From the maker to the highest vow
Let eleven show you how
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