See the Lynda star,
it shines so very bright.
There is one in the other eye,
you are looking at the right.
She's in a great new land,
let's hope Ohio isn't it.
The Psychedelic Furs and all of us,
deserve your dancing fit.
I'd like to meet you,
in a crystal clear jacuzzi,
The one at the Louvre,
a new trip for Coraluzzi.
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