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Saturday, December 1, 2012

baby child


now we stop and we place our love into a tin can
cooling our skin with an oriental fan
take a walk on a steamboat
sliding down the slick corridors
shine on the criminal magic of this land

we'll have the son of a bitches eating out of our hand

baby child, come over
baby child, tonight
baby child, c'mon and my my whole world right
baby child, i'm over
baby child, it all
baby child, you are forever my baby girl

we will wash out our eyes with a sky full of warm rain
watching daily temptation swirl down the drain
we lease out our love from the back of a tin can
haunting the dried out miles reaching back to our homeland

we'll have the son of a bitches eating out of our hand

baby child, come over
baby child, tonight
baby child, c'mon and my my whole world right
baby child, i'm over
baby child, it all
baby child, you are forever my baby girl

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