.I watch the objects form in cloudy skies
A bat, a pirate ship and then her eyes
So I pound a shot down
Punch my arm and set up a new round
Till me, myself, and I can't concentrate
The clouds conspire to show me what I miss
Her hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss
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