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• Artiste: Lydia Lunch
• Titre: Lady Scarface
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We had a date, twelfth street at eight if you're gonna be there don't be late instructed as such, without a soft touch if it would've mattered it didn't too much I waited for you a minute or two Well just what kind of a girl do you think I am? Fumbing around, a cigarette smoked it to the ash and then lit up again blowing smoke rings, blinding the air if you're coming baby you're just two in a rears I'm too impatient and you're just too late my attention span is just not that great Then this young kinda guy walked right on by me he couldn't have been more than sixteen it's just nothing I can do you gotta understand you see, he had this walk, I mean, down pat and no he wasn't going my direction so I just kinda turned around I had to I was really possessed I mean, I wasn't myself I was so close, I crept like a cat Visions of seduction lurking under my hat he was so young, such innocence If I had control I didn't feel any yet I couldn't be heard, not a sound did I make If this is the real thing there's just no need to fake So now was the time, the crucial eighth mile if I had to do it, it would be with a smile a tap on his back, a slip of my belt he turned around and I knew that the ground would melt I put on the ice, the smile was gone Hey baby, and the rest...