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• Artiste: Pulp Dogs
• Titre: You Make Me A Fool
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(Pastano/Farina - Farina) I met you on a train going Hell bound You had little red cheeks and wounds Lipsticks and guns and few skeletons Underneath your bed ...but...what's a man to do for love... You threw me ,down on the way I didn't know, no one but me You think, I' m the man, you gotta save, every one but me I'm here on my own to try, I'm here to try alone ... but...what's a man to do for love... You make me a fool, without a creed I'm a fool, I must believe I thought, I met you through streets made of gold I met you through streets made of silver And I met you, through the streets many times I met you ...everywhere... ... what's a man to do for love... You make me a fool, without a creed I'm a fool, I must believe you mean love is a little old thing You make me cry, 'cause I dropped my love, in the rising tide It ain't that simple, it ain't that easy When it drives you crazy, lazy and dizzy into the dark ... what's a man to do for love... You make me a fool, without a creed I'm a fool, I must believe Babe, you make me a fool, When I say, I'm in love, you best believe, I'm in love ... L O V E... Babe you make me a fool, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love