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Philomena

The Decemberists

Oh, Philomena
You in a tawdry gown
Lean to your window
Let slip a ribbon down
A cure to your boredom
If only you’d let me go
Down, down down
Long summer days can lead to lazy vices
Boys all in idle, left to their own devices
Open up your linen lap
And let me go down, down down

All that I wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl
But I found I quickly bored, I wanted more, I wanted more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette
I’ll be your lashing loop of leatherette
Aw Philomena, if only you’d let me go
Down, down down

All that I wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl
But I found I quickly bored, I wanted more, oh, so much more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette
I’ll be your lashing loop of leatherette
Aw Philomena, if only you’d let me go
Down, down down
Go down, down down
Go down, go down

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