We were in love and it was late
Well, I wasn't sure of the time
For the love part either
But dragging down to the lake anyway
I could kiss you in your fever
Back when the world was young
And people still could belong
Well, not really belong
But still be wrong
And be okay with it
You drank the word from my mouth
Out of love and hate
Drank the lake for an evening
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Miss, miss, remember this
Oh, how the fish sound when they kiss
Yes, yes
That little kiss
That little kiss
That little kiss
That little dress
Oh, that precious mess I made
In Silver Lake
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Guilt has a way
Specific gravity
It is clearly measurable
By scientific reasoning
Yeah, down by the lake
You would have floated away
If you hadn't spent your days
In the bell jar on the table
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah
Miss, miss, remember this
Oh, how the fish sound when they kiss
Yes, yes
That little dress
Yes, yes, that little dress

Oh, the precious mess I made
In Silver Lake
In Silver Lake
In Silver Lake
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