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• Artiste: Hefner
• Titre: The Pines
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The night she got the Swastika tattoo Her lips were cherry red Her eyes were sapphire blue The night we let the bombs off in the forest She got so horny We made love in the pines The wind blows softer Down in southern Arkansas The match hits the paraffin, The wood burns to the floor We know what's wrong and right; We know what love is for It's for our kind We've got friends down south And friends up in the mountains She paints her toenails red, Cause that's the way I like them We know the FBI and CIA are frightened, But they won't keep our love underground I don't do drink, I take no drugs, But Christ, she's hit the bottle Like there's no tomorrow I used to think that she truly believed Now sometimes I wonder if her faith is just a smokescreen The wind blows softer down in southern Arkansas The match hits the parafin, the wood burns to the floor We know what's wrong and right; we know what love is for It's for our kind We've got friends down south and friends up in the mountains She paints her toenails red, 'cause that's the way I like them We know the FBI and CIA are frightened, But they won't keep our love underground And does my love Keep hoping on The better world I've been dreaming of? And does my love Keep hoping on The better world I've been dreaming of? And does my love Keep hoping on The better world I've been dreaming of?