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• Artiste: Fourth Of July
• Titre: Pimps In Paris
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I spent the day thinking of the good and bad and the grey mistakes I've made And am I forgetting what it takes to hate? Nah, I still remember, it just takes up less of my heart And she sleeps in the other part And I kiss her perfect back just to make my mark for the stairs And all those pimps in Paris And she reads my perfect thoughts as I wake her up Says, “You should know about tramps and carelessness,” And even in my bed, she holds this over my head Well even in my head where I thought jealousy was dead He still lives, even though we slit his wrists, Which she did immediately after our second kiss, When she said, “You can trust me so now just love me,” Said she'll meet him on a train that runs like veins through the heart And all those other romantic parts And stretch your perfect arms just to pull you apart When it rains they'll hold hands through romantic parks And even when it's dark it'll feel like light when it's cold She'll still be alright I said, “I hope that she thinks about me sometimes,” And I hope I don't start drinking like a fish And I hope I don't start swimming like a shark And I hope I don't start planning like a fox And I hope I don't start thinking like a dog Because the winter will roll in like a fog, oh no And I won't be able to see where things are, oh no So I'll walk with my arms outstretched from my eyes And I'll stumble around until I'm found I'll sing out, “Oh oh oh oh oh!” Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh