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• Artiste: Kami Lyle
• Titre: Boys
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Boys in this town got the same disguise They got soda shop smiles and rocking horse eyes They'd paint their mother as the Devil Eat a sugared bowl of flies Just to sign their name on another set of thighs Just to sign their name on another set of thighs I put your picture in my pocket, and I put on some perfume Saw you smiling in my wallet as I walked the empty room Now gone is my jewelry My leather jacket, too I pawned them all for freedom and one slow dance with you [Chorus:] Grab a piece of autumn Rub it in my hair Put some winter in my pocket Keep me safe till I get there Spring is just a jukebox I don't have time to play Got a lover made of summer And this dog needs one more day Moss covers the moon like an old headstone Got an arm out the window, singing to the radio Pull that night air in and let it guide me home 'Cause it's hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone So hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone [Chorus] Now I see the flames churning and my suitcase down below I'm rising up to Heaven, and I don't want to go I'm shouting out words to a song I don't know And shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow Shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow Grab a piece of autumn Rub it in my hair Put some winter in my pocket Keep me safe till I get there Spring is just a jukebox I don't have time to play Got a lover made of summer