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アーティスト:The Cat Empire  アルバム:Two Shoes 

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If frizzy hair was a metaphor For festival time, Then this woman is a goddess Of that festival shrine, met her At a jam in that garden of sorts. I must confess, god bless, some impure thoughts. "Show us the money!" Was the call of the night, But no money could have bought Even a piece of the pride, there might Have been a sea of people; I don't know, because All I could see Was that this woman, she glowed so. Why, it's a pleasure to meet you; Ya look like one incredible creature. Wanna treat you fine, Lets dance and grind, Get so funk-inflicted it's a crime. You're divine, you're sublime, And, well, you blow my mind! You're so sly! She caterpillar, so good That all the Greeks go "Killa!" Break and enter, take ya like a glass of milk Then "spill ya!" Saw her coming, what a scene; What I mean is She got that sex coffee beam, But she tastes like vanilla. Well alright, she ignite When we hit the floor Like the vroom on a super Commodore. Now, if it makes a good story,


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