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Текст песни Vic Chesnutt - Ladle

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you file me with the libertinesI fold in linemy monthly dole of magazinesbeaming bistro shinein my ladle is your plumand my daily staple of your cutesy crumbsof your cutesy falling crumbsI saw you at the snazzy din-dinyou made me sad that I watchedI must say you truly packed `em innearly dearly debauchedin my ladle is your plumand my daily staple of your cutesy crumbsof your cutesy falling crumbsin my ladle is your plumand my daily staple of your cutesy crumbsof your cutesy falling crumbs

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