Paroles de Great Thing
she wears a wet skirther head is shaking
towards my downy chin
it doesn't move me at all
a great thing passes by
another leaves my mind
she wears a true story
that's what she claims
how she was out for pleasure
but found enemies before her
cross my heart
I'm afraid now
she wears a true story
that's what she claims
how she was out for pleasure
but found enemies before her
cross my heart
I'm afraid now
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