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Artiste:
Wombats (The)
Titre:
Ice Cream
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Beyond the pines are the breeze I shoot There's a place where I undo And it happens all the time I'm immune to goodbyes, oh Swiss watch and a baseball cap Won't go far with a face like that Still they keep me wanting more A church with a locked door You keep me wanting more Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me? Melting like an ice cream in the sun He's low and she's high, but I take it offline Is there really such a thing as too much fun? An ice cream in the sun Art imitates life again Rose and I used to be friends We'd hang out from time to time When we could toe the line, oh What I like in humility My ego pays back to me And it keeps me wanting more A church with a locked door You keep me wanting more Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me? Melting like an ice cream in the sun He's low and she's high, but I take it offline Is there really such a thing as too much fun? An ice cream in the sun Everything gets blurry, am I right here you want me? Melting like an ice cream in the sun He's low and she's high, but I'm taking it offline Is there really such a thing as too much fun? An ice cream in the sun