Original lyrics

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I'd be a yellow feathered loon for you baby Be a German shepherd on the moon for you baby Be a granulated spoon for you baby I'd be a camper in a photograph for you Then when the sun has set romantic times have passed And our conversations are a bore I'll become a different man So you can get to know me again I'd be a rubberbanded flute for you baby Be an union parachute for you baby Be a baby that's a mute for you baby I'd be an insecurity in a Tibetan's head for you Then when the sun has set romantic times have passed And our conversations are a chore I'll become a different man So you can get to know me again I'd be a uniform on an imbecile for you If you want me to die trying I will die to please you I'd be a pepperminted rook for you baby Be an unhappy organ donor's book for you baby Be a straw covered in scum and gook for you baby I'd be a wrestler in a tuxedo shirt for you I'd be an antacid with a brown wig on for you