Allison

Allison - Pixies

From distant star to this here bar

The me the you where are we now

Hurray the blues of everyone

Allison

Keeps a smile around a while

He took no fright and jettisoned

We'll go tonight to hear him tell

"Oh well Allison"

And when the planet hit the sun

I saw the face of Allison

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