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Текст песни Sundays - She

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Shes all weak and her heart beats soShe cant speak with the lights so lowJust to be one of a crowdFeet scuttling across the floorSpinning lights round and roundIts adolescent warShe craves noise and the music blaresGirl calls to a boy (and my heart is true, oh to you)He just stands and staresJust to be one of a crowdFeet scuttling across the floorSpinning lights round and roundAnd its adolescent warShoes grind kick like crazyAnd arms tangling up with hairShaking them up and down againAnd hearts pounding everywhereShe slows downHas the music goneOr has she stayed too long?

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