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Debbie Harry Necessary Evil

Summer time i like to play with the ocean, take the life saving misions of a dead mans crawl, you're jumping in to my little piece of heaven swimming

When I crossed my fingers you crossed your heart where there's a tattoo of Jesus and Cupid shooting his dart All covered and colorful stories and stars

Because it's all just words A specter of conjecture I'll take the silent treatment When words get in the way Oh, politician, magician You made your point

When you tell me that I'm a double timer Well to me this doesn't add up You can call me Miss Calculation But I can't give up I love you through and through