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Your twin hair of ash, of blonde, of dune Your twin eyes of chrome, of peacoat blue One eye twinned twice Oh you two of the same name Red clay as far as you could see But treasures lay in trillions beneath Try not to talk about it Oh you two Your treasure talks in droves It talks tidal So measure your true trove It's wise-old So let fly and unfasten What’s been buttoned neck-high for your sweet life’s rare ration Your tongue’s been all bell-shy well You can't un-try the feast your appetite speaks of Your twin hair, wheat blonde dune, oh you two Your twin eyes of chrome of yonder blue One eye twinned twice Oh you two of the same name Oh now you two Up to your waists yes up to your faces in french clay Up to your necks yes up to high places in buttons