Lime green, lime green and tangerineThe sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeingLime green and tangerineThe sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreamsLime green, lime green and tangerineThe sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeingLime green and tangerineThe sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreamsIt gets to FridayI give you a callYou know I’m getting kind of worriedShe doesn't seem herself at allLime green and a sickly kind of orangeI’ve never seen her like this beforeI had the best laid plans this side of AmericaStarted out in church and finished with AngelicaRed and blue soul with a snow-white smileCan you dig it?Can you dig it?(Can you dig it?)Can you dig it?I had the best-laid plans this side of AmericaStarted out in church and finished with AngelicaAnd now I dig it in the dirt and I’m down here for a whileYou've got to make up your mind and make it soonIs there room in your life for one more trip to the moon?Is there room in your life for one more?Burn red, red and goldThe deep dark colors of the snakes I holdBurn red, burn red, burn red and goldThe deep dark colors of the devil at homeShe pulls me down just as I’m trying to hideGrabs me by the hair and drags me outsideand starts digging in the dirt for a not so early birdIt's the only way for her to get the wormI had the best laid plans this side of AmericaStarted out in church and finished with AngelicaRed and blue soul with a snow-white smileCan you dig it?Can you dig it?(Can you dig it?)Can you dig it?I had the best-laid plans this side of AmericaStarted out in church and finished with AngelicaAnd now I dig it in the dirt and I’m down here for a while“Hello? Are you still there?” x3And much too late . . .“Sorry . . . wrong number.”“I’m sorry you have the wrong number.”
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