(WHEN VENUS COMES TO MARS)
I've got my own Olympus
Set it up for you
Just a shack, really
With a driveway,
gate,
a puddle.
(And a heart that's blue.)
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Stocked it with some fish
But they are not for you
They're for me to watch
(While you're out fishing true.)
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In the truck please leave the gun
Can't have them around
(More reasons than just one.)
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We could call Diana
She'd be sure to go
She'll help you shoot at fauna
The lynx, a buck, a doe.
(No warthog.)
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We'd speak in French
And some Russian, too
(They speak Greek up here.)
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I'll kiss your shoulder blades
The rest is up to you
We'll run through the glades
And kick the morning dew.
(Zeus is watching.)
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I won't be one of your
Google-eyed boys
We'll take the grand tour
We'll play with all the toys.
(Where's Pan?)
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And isn't it true
I'm the one you do
All those things for?
(Your knees buckle when you see me.)
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I just want to be
There when the armor falls
When bully turns to coward
(When Venus comes to Mars.)
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