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Cold Chisel
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Ita - Live
Every night when I go home I settle down to prime-time limbo When all the boys are gathered around Shoutin' 'Ita's on TV' And though the roaches are thick on the ground Somebody goes to close our window Keep the noise of the city down Get a dose of integrity
Every week, in every home She's got wholesome news for the family I believe, I believe, in what she says Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll get me through
Ita's tongue never touches her lips She could always be my godmother And though the desktop hides her hips My imagination's strong She's the sweetest thing I've ever seen I'd like to take her out to dinner But when I think about the places I've been 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I'd probably hold my fork all wrong
Every day and every night She's the only one we can depend upon I believe, I believe, in what she says Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll get me through
To every housewife through the land There is no-one else they can depend upon How could I not believe what Ita tells me to
Every day and every night She's the only one we can depend upon How could I not believe what Ita tells me to How could I not believe what Ita tells me to How could I not believe what Ita tells me to How could I not believe what Ita tells me to
Yes it's true, what Ita tells me to
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