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Kate Bush, "Wuthering Heights"
Out on the windy windy moors
Sweet Roland fell in Brie
You had distemper like my jealous eel
Too hard, too greasy.
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy.
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