Diane Cluck.

And the three lonely things poking up from the water
are her nipples and her nose as she floats on her back
And the sand is deserted except for me standing
I stand as the landmark to keep her on track
So the ocean wont pull her away

-'Monte Carlo', Diane Cluck.

In the water yesterday I sang this at Gloria because it was true.

And she says she didn't get any presents...

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