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It was a day, a sunny day I saw your hips on dancing calipso The girls were honey It was so funny All this pretty models going after money It was so cool to break the rules Back to the 60's Pink-fire lipstick Somebody told me to find another Cause everyone knows you're sleeping with my brother Are you gonna give it to me tonight Are you gonna give it to me tonight She is not a victim She is just addicted Cause of some reason she said I'm gifted I'm in the back A pick-up truck I take my dream-scope into a disco You make appointments into the toilettes And now we're sleeping on the way to San Francisco Out of the black my Lord is back Out of the black My Lord I won't give up Your heart is gritty but you look pretty Take the wine and walk along the city In a miserable place I've been writing all in vain How I missed you all this days Will my paper dreams come true? Frozen eyes I wanna be with you
Writer(s): Francis White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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