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Big Ideas

Don’t get any big ideas they’re not gonna happen You paint your house white and feel the noise but there’ll be something missing Just when you’ve found it, it’s gone Just when you feel it, you don’t It’s gone forever She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed Don’t go you’ll only want to come back again Don’t get any big ideas they’re not going to happen You’ll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking Just when you’ve found it, it’s gone Just when you feel it, you don’t It’s gone forever