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Sanatçı: The Bird Yellow

albüm: My Matador


You like me pulling your arms
You like me turning you around
You glance down the corridor
Barefoot on the carpet floor
I die again for you, my matador
First we take London and then New York
I like you holding my night
And I like you breathing on my back
You stand by the bedroom door
Cold feet is just temperature
The sun's still red, love, my knees are sore
First we take London and then New York
First we take London and then New York
First we take London and then New York

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