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• Artiste: Jess Klein
• Titre: Living In Sin
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Her hair is red and piled high She's 17 and so am I Our mothers sip tea in the parlor They carry prescriptions for gin Each year they tighten our corsets And feed us to marriageable men But in the conservatory Amelia and I, we sing Songs of angels and glory high Pitying those who have died Chorus: I'm living in sin Do not try to help me out I know where my heart's gone I'm living in sin bossom unbound and nothing held in Don't pity me when I'm gone His name is Peter Just like the saint His face is sweet As heavens gate Come sunday morning He'll ask for her hand He knows her father will give it His been willed his own fathers land And then no music lessons No stars within our view Amelia I won't let him lock the stars from you repeat chorus I gave her the lace from my diary I pressed it into her palm She gave me a silver locket Sented with rose petal balm We knew a girl who loved like this And now she's up at saint elizabeths But tonight amelia will meet me At the shadows of lock 17 aww we'll bribe a boatman easily To ferry us to alberdean repeat chorus