Текст песни The Whitlams - 1995, слова песни The Whitlams

Текст песни The Whitlams - 1995

The Whitlams - 1995 слова песни

My sweet thing is pretendingDoes a fine line in deceptionWhat night did she fallOr does it mean moreTo know what I did the night before There`s nothing I can doNo way that I can hurt myself My sweet thing reveals nothingDoes a fine line in deceptionMy sweet thing is pretendingCaught her on the phone last night There`s nothing I can doNo way that I can hurt myselfThere`s nothing I can sayAnd I`ll be going out tonight It`s 1995You can talk to beggars to feel alrightYou got a hundred dollar bill to spend tonightHer husband`s in Florida looking for lifeWhile a drunk Australian`s in bed with his wifeYou`re allergic to cats, you better crash outHere`s an American sleeping pill in your mouthWords & Music: Tim Freedman, Stevie Plunder, Andy LewisTim Freedman: vocals, backing vocals, pianoStevie Plunder: guitarAndy Lewis: bassStuart Eadie: drumsRonald S Peno: backing vocalsStevie Wishart: hurdy gurdyBen Fink: additional guitars

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1995

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