The Residents - Fingertips Lyrics

Lyrics Fingertips - The Residents




Something faintly emanating
Perfume and decay
Whispered lightly in the wind
That she had got away
Longing for the touch of something
Soft upon my face
I thought about her fingertips
And not her lack of grace



Writer(s): Hardy Winfred Fox, Homer Flynn



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