I aint gay or anything, apart from my deep unconditional love for Bjork.
Because who could resist her, walking in on her heels in stripy tights in a chapel.
Bjork: While you are away my heart comes undone. Slowly unravels in a ball of yarn. The devil collects it with her grin. Our love. In a ball of yarn. He'll never return it.
Indigenous Peeps: When you come back, we'll have to make new love.
But how beautiful.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbHGOFwH09k
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