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This town was built on mud and still quite a lunatic parade
Well, it rains like revelations going to wash these freaks away
Some girls want to hold your hand and some girls like to pray
Well, my girl takes her drinks with dust and rusty razor blades
As I lie between these covers
I want to tell her that I love her
When she chokes me in the back seat of a river boat, 'cause
She's my man and we got all the pores we need
When you taste that pavement, you're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye-bye, ladies, may the best queen hold the crown
For the most bushed soul on the levee, my, my, my word gets around
She strangles for a good time and she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad, sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more, hey
Someday soon this dank lagoon's going to sink right into hell
Well, I'll hide you from Big Eyed Ole at the show in the motel
Ladies of the evening's just a tombstone in your bed
Well, my girl eats her wounds and breeds between two loaves of bread
I know she's up to something
But how can I run when she just equals 21 to nothing
I'll stay next to the steel cold river, 'cause
She's my man and we got all the pores we need
When you taste that pavement, you're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye-bye, ladies, may the best queen hold the crown
For the most bushed soul on the levee, my, my, my word gets around
She strangles for a good time and she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad, sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more, hey
All you need's just a fist of the testing honey
(Honey) When the good ship comes to town
Who said love's a bitch? Is it next to me, honey?
'Cause this old boat's going to run aground
'Cause I don't want to be the burden of your jealous bastard
I don't want to be the target of your next epic disaster
She's my man and we got all the pores we need
When you taste that pavement, you're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye-bye, ladies, may the best queen hold the crown
For the most bushed soul on the levee, my, my, my word gets around
She strangles for a good time and she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad, sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more, hey
She's my man, can't you feel her coming?
She's my man, she gonna keep you running
She's my man, she gonna teach you something
She's my, she's my man
She's my man, can't you feel her coming?
She's my man, she gonna keep you running
She's my man, she gonna teach you something
She's my, she's my man
She's my man, can't you feel her coming?
She's my man, she gonna keep you running
She's my man, she gonna teach you something
She's my, she's my man



Autor(en): Scott David Hoffman, Jason Sellards Copyright: Scissor Sisters Music Llc, B2d2



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