Текст песни Hunters And Collectors - Talking To A Stranger (7 31)
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Souvent pour j`amuser les hommes d`equipageAnd it`s like talking to a strangerRemember the panic in its delectable face, when I touched itIt was like talking to a strangerVenetian candles penetrated its heartIt trembles like talking to a strangerAnd Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?Your baby was talking to a stranger, no noSouvent pour j`amuser les hommes d`equipageAnd it`s like talking to a strangerYou tasted mustard when she painted your faceAnd it was like talking to a strangerAnd Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?Your baby was talking to a strangerSouvent pour j`amuser les hommes d`equipageAnd it`s like talking to a strangerSouvent pour j`amuser les hommes d`equipageAnd it`s like talking to a strangerYou tasted mustard when she painted your faceAnd it was like talking to a strangerRemember the panic in its delectable face, when you touched itIt was like talking to a strangerAnd Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?Your baby was talking to a strangerYou`re talking to a stranger, no no