paroles de chanson Pink Gin and Lime - Genevieve Waite

Pink gin and Lyme, for a fake ballerina
Out of her mind
From sniffing dry cleaner
The smell of scent
Towards alcohol
Baby's been prancing all day in the hall
Insane, on the rocks
Maniac mermaid
Flashing your tail
Then off with a hurry
Roxanne and I see the gold in each sunset
She tells no lies, and she has no regrets
There is no net, stretched out below you
If you should fall, nobody nobody will know you
Pink gin and lyme for two
Please waiter
He's an old bear,
I'm a great masquerader
Hear the cock crow
So early in the morning
Up comes the sun
But nobody, nobody is yawning
The smell of scent, towards alcohol
Baby's been prancing all day in the hall
Pink gin and lyme
For a fake ballerina
Out of her mind
From sniffing dry cleaner