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- Hey Jupiter
Testo Hey Jupiter
Testo Hey Jupiter
No one's picking up the phone, guess it's me and me.
And this little masochist, she's ready to confess,
All the things that I never thought that she could feel and,
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you... something new.
Sometimes I breath you in, and I know you know.
And sometimes you take a swim, found your writing on my wall.
Well, if my hearts soaking wet, boy your boots can leave a mess.
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
And I thought you wouldn't have to keep with me, hiding.
Who... ho, who... ho, who...ho, yes.
Thought I knew myself so well, all the dolls I had. Took my leather off the shelf, your apocalypse was fab.
For a girl who couldn't choose between the shower or the bath.
And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you, a magazine.
Who... ho, ooh... ho, who... yes. Who... who... who... yes.
No one's picking up the phone, guess it's clear he's gone.
And this little masochist is lifting up her dress.
Guess I thought I could never feel things I feel and,
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you safe, now we're through.
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
Hey Jupiter...
And this little masochist, she's ready to confess,
All the things that I never thought that she could feel and,
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you... something new.
Sometimes I breath you in, and I know you know.
And sometimes you take a swim, found your writing on my wall.
Well, if my hearts soaking wet, boy your boots can leave a mess.
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
And I thought you wouldn't have to keep with me, hiding.
Who... ho, who... ho, who...ho, yes.
Thought I knew myself so well, all the dolls I had. Took my leather off the shelf, your apocalypse was fab.
For a girl who couldn't choose between the shower or the bath.
And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you, a magazine.
Who... ho, ooh... ho, who... yes. Who... who... who... yes.
No one's picking up the phone, guess it's clear he's gone.
And this little masochist is lifting up her dress.
Guess I thought I could never feel things I feel and,
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you gay, are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
Hey Jupiter, nothing's been the same.
So are you safe, now we're through.
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.
Hey Jupiter...
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