Take, take, take, take
Take, take, take, take

Water falling from my fingers
You stare in awe call me sea girl
Painter, he is quite a thinker
Let him paint me, his sea girl

Her underwater ecstasy
You could easily be the death of me
I swim through
And if I start sinking, I'm probably overthinking

He comes to me
Stuck on his knees
Asking for better days, days

Don't turn me into wine
Something to pass the time
I know that when we're done
That's when I'll fall in love

Take, take, take, take
Take, take, take, take
Take, take, take, take

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