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So death rattles in torn up shoes |
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the quays and the cut up boots |
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the painter survives just to be by your side |
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he would be there all night |
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he would be there alright, alright |
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and big towns got away from you |
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no a line is not enough for two |
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god only knows just to be by your side |
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i would be there all night |
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i would be there alright, alright |
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So death rattles in torn up shoes |
|
the quays and the cut up boots |
|
the painter resides in the home of his wife |
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he would be there all night |
|
he would be there alright, alright |
|
and big towns got away from you |
|
no a line is not enough for two |
|
god only knows just to be by your side |
|
i would be there all night |
|
i would be there alright, alright |
|
So death rattles in torn up shoes |
|
the quays and the cut up boots |
|
god only knows just to be by your side |
|
i would be there all night |
|
i would be there alright, alright |
