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Slowly writhe up from inside it Lowly miser dipped in iron Tender side out to the aisle Pressed to find my footing in the lacquered light Invested
weighted kiss If I'm not the best Then I am nothing If it's not from your lips You might just be bluffing Try to console me With lacquered lies Run your
across the lacquered ocean She's calling out - hear her cry for help? Turn the girl loose! She won't touch nobody She ain't your mama. She ain't your
never stay Breakfast skies Bring curtains down Upon a crumbling lacquered gown A crumbling lacquered gown Ooh talk to me I'll stay these vagabond
Hell sent and heaven bent The kids are alright, but they're not content They got the hot wheels and lacquered steel The life's phony, but
rouble... Gadopiatikna Umba... Women lacquered women Women lacquered women ------------------------------------
full, round nose, lacquered steel case, white tip. Tracer, round nose, lacquered steel case, white and dark green tip. There are three basic models
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty Caught like flies preserved for tomorrow's jewelery again Lighted in the amber yard,
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty Caught like flies preserved for tomorrow's jewelery again Lighted in the amber yard,
I'm sittin' here and I'm wasting time There jumps Jack, across the power line Sittin' here and I'm losing time Lacquered faced, and I can't read
When I see you lay down Under pink lacquered skies Baby I'll give you something I'll shut your eyes to this mess When I love you, baby I mean
silver whisps cross my eyes Silver whisps cross my eyes Lacquered lashes frame blank looks Black wingtips flash in lasting play Shook quaked and glimmered
To brew and toil on this soil Scraped and cut by spades and knives Prisoner in this oaken chamber, lacquered in varnish and ebony teintures Ivory linings
Swam from ships unsinkable Grateful to the raspy wilds Gifted sessions loathed from catwalks Justified in lewd lack Lacquered up in tree shade sun Bo
Down here on the ground Looking up at the pink lacquered skies Watching the sun go down The big orange blob Opens up its eyes And glances down
Lacquered radiogram Plastic Beatle guitar Upside down Me? I didn't give a damn Wanna be your equal (Not close not cigar) That's what you think when
l'argent par les fenêtres Jeter, Jeter, Jeter, Jeter l'argent par les fenêtres If it's got a pulse, I've got my finger on it Lacquered nails and a sheer
dames that sing but can't play" Should I strum on rhythm guitar? Demure a dress a dream for the day You want an innocent gloss Lacquered on a band you
S-s-s-s-s-satan She says she danced for the Gods But her dance is lacquered with sin S-s-s-s-s-satan She says lets waste our life On a lovely light. . . C'mon
to see that I was never here at all You race along the road to wherever you go A lacquered head, a foreign tongue To help oblige this need to belong
wants what She wants what she wants She’s an office administrator A specialist spreadsheet terminator Calculating just how hard to swing Her lacquered
default positions Lacquered, liquored, black boots, a split decision She spent all her time showing pussy online At little of that is normal But that much
Weight-bearing root Beneath her flesh Her life-force A perdition Our guardians transfigure us with lacquered spikes of hate Repulsing so beautifully
turning blue? What’s he got on you That’s got you turning blue? Now President Trump, visage lacquered with gold Does he got you on tape? Was she fourteen
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