Lyrics Lips - Baxter Dury
What′s
the
price
of
being
young
Tie
me
up
for
dark
love
Shiver
down
my
empty
spine
What's
the
price
of
being
young
I
think
her
lips
are
close
to
mine
Her
eyes
are
loosely
gone
Painted
nails
have
fallen
off
I
think
her
lips
are
close
to
mine
I
hope
there′s
sugar
in
your
tea
And
I'll
grow
my
hair
right
now
Prison
don't
seem
fair
right
now
I
hope
there′s
sugar
in
my
tea
What′s
the
price
of
being
young
Tie
me
up
for
dark
love
Shiver
down
my
empty
spine
What's
the
price
of
being
young
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