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The Felice Brothers
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Ahab
Oh, take me, to the place, where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild. Down some country bend, I'm sick of New York, again.
Oh, man, I got it bad, I'm like Ahab, I'm in love. Such a dirty thought, for the one fis, I never caught.
It's all been written, they say, like a school play in the gymnasium. So, you can tell, DeLillo, he's got to find a sense of humor.
This fever, might last, forever. You, and me kid, we should stay, together.
It's all white...
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Take me to some bull fight, in white and gold tights, and a purple cape. I'll do just fine, I've got victory on my mind.
Molly Johnson, down your stairs, it's always dying a hair, like sheep on the run.
Well, if you ever escape, I could use a little change in pace.
This fever, might last forever. You and me kid, we should stay together.
Yo de oh day-e Yo de oh day-e
Take me to the place, where the Queen Anne's lace, runs wild . . .
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