Lyrics Treasures of the Ancient World - Bodega
Her
blue
eyes
have
a
misty
air
That
project
She
is
better
than
this
She
bounces
ecstatic
over
mattresses
Air
changes
with
the
flick
of
a
wrist
Well
you
could
say
she
deserves
anything
maybe
But
no
one
deserves
nothing
at
all
I'm
staring
upon
her
back
Pretending
to
read
the
plaque
On
the
museum
wall
Her
blue
eyes
have
a
misty
air
That
project
She
is
better
than
this
In
'The
Treasures
of
the
Ancient
World'
I'm
sensing
for
the
scent
of
her
secret
Well
there's
a
pleasure
from
the
ancient
world
I'm
sensing
for
the
scent
of
its
secret
Scent
of
it's
secret
Her
blue
eyes
have
a
misty
air
That
project
Heart's
not
smaller
than
this
There's
a
camp
full
of
camels
Burst
like
Roman
candles
Men
mount
their
saddles
and
forget
what
they
saw
And
any
moment
I
could
change
everything
maybe
But
habit
has
a
hold
on
us
all
Her
hand's
now
upon
my
back
The
pharaoh
is
on
the
plaque
On
the
museum
wall
Her
blue
eyes
have
a
misty
air
That
project
Heart's
not
smaller
than
this
In
'The
Treasures
of
the
Ancient
World'
I'm
sensing
for
the
scent
of
her
secret
Well
there's
a
pleasure
from
the
ancient
world
I'm
sensing
for
the
scent
of
its
secret
Scent
of
its
secret
Scent
of
a
secret
What's
that?
The
scent
of
a
secret
Rocks
around
Horse
looks
down
Tail
shaking
around
Suez
Canal
Rocks
around
Horse
looks
down
Tail
shaking
profound
Suez
Canal
Suez
Canal
Rocks
around
Horse
looks
down
Tail
shaking
around
Suez
Canal
Suez
Canal
Rocks
around
Horse
looks
down
Tail
shaking
profound
Suez
Canal
Suez
Canal
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