I'll shoot the moon right out of the sky for you, baby.
I'll be the pennies on your eyes for you, baby.
I want to take you out to the fair.
Here's a red rose ribbon for your hair.
I'll shoot the moon right out of the sky for you, baby.
I'll shoot the moon for you.
A vulture circles over your head for you, baby.
I'll be the flowers after you're dead for you, baby.
I want to build a nest in your hair.
I want to kiss you and never be there.
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