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Mist covers the ground in the city Engine rumbles quiet as we drift by I wish you could see it through my crooked eye Oh, your beauty plays me just like a guitar string I want your touch Oh, how I want you far too much She's my baby, he's my baby Days drift into one, it's so pretty Traveling Wilburys Polly's photo fits And this stolen car is loaded with junk, it's so dirty He'll be the death of me but that's okay I want your touch Oh, how I want you far too much She's my baby, he's my baby