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White Gold

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Жанры : indie indie rock female vocalists canadian alternative

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This poor, ride in her sun bathing fireside,
We`re here for the porn of the sirloin,
Get your T-bone,
Let your backbone slide,
Tunnel and sly collide,
Lose friends to the air waves and the air loins.

I wanna make it right,
Some future in my eyes, *bright*
Hush don`t explain,
When you water down my name,
I`ll be up too late,
Call me when you get,
Better at your game,
You haven`t beat me yet.

The waitress,
The actress,
Got the skin and the bones,
With the hairbrush and an air brush,
She`d be white gold.
She asked the bisbor "Why you lookin` for that,
Party in the sky,
It`s just a movie bout a movie to all to die."

But I`m gonna make it right
Future in my eyes, *bright*
Hush, don`t explain,
When you water down my name,
I`ll be up too late,
Call me when you get,
Better at your game,
You haven`t beat me yet,
Though my vision is strainin`

I`m gonna make it right
Some future in my eyes, *bright*
Hush, don`t explain,
When you water down my name,
I`ll be up too late,
Call me when you get,
Better at your game,
You haven`t beat me yet.

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