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アーティスト:Squeeze  アルバム:East Side Story  作詞:DIFFORD CHRIS/TILBROOK GLENN MARTIN  作曲:DIFFORD CHRIS/TILBROOK GLENN MARTIN 

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I wrote her name on a bar mat She had a peculiar bonnet, But a youngish damsel figure With her tongue tied to a trigger, She seemed a total killer Her face all filled with filler, Her face a painting palette I stomached all her habits, Sipped her snow balls poshly like a judge But left her lipstick traces on her mug. We watched each other closely She looks like Bela Lugosi, She asked me for a ride home I felt around for my comb, And in the bar room mirror I combed right through her figure, She wiggled through the car park Into the pit of my heart, Sat herself beside me in my van A ring on every finger of her hand. She lived down by the river


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