.She's gonna hand you a red-headed Gabriel,
Coming from the bar in a plastic tie.
He's gonna swing from the Tree of Life.
He's gonna try to sell you on a great big lie.
But when you speak to her,
Her eyes light up.
The music spills right into your cup.
The minstrels play a.
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