You can fade away my love I will always
Remember your faces, through fade away
Bless all of your eyes, I realize you're my reason
And I will always cherish the days, when our souls will be together

She's my sunshine, my moonshine
She's ma' hot, ma hotma Gandhi
She's my lady, she's from Euphrates
Sure 'nugh give that woman to me
You're just another one, just another statistic
You're needle-sickness, illed weakness
Yeah, you killed, yeah you killed, yeah you killed me boy

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Writer(s): ANDREW WOOD, BRUCE IAN FAIRWEATHER, GREG A. GILMORE, JEFFREY ALLEN AMENT, STONE C. GOSSARD