words and music by Andy Partridge)



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The first time I saw you standing in the water

You must have been all of a thousand feet tall

Nearly naked, unashamed like Herod's daughter

Your love was so big, it made New York look small



You've been the subject of so many dreams

Since I climbed your torso



Oh, my Statue of Liberty

Impaled on your hair what you did to me



I leaned right over to kiss your stony book

A little jealous of the ships with whom you flirt

A billion lovers with their cameras snap to look

And in my fantasy I sail beneath your skirt



You've been the subject of so many dreams

Since I climbed your torso



Oh, my Statue of Liberty

Impaled on your hair what you did to me