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Damon&Naomi - What She Brings |
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She might bring to you |
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A statuette, a cigarette, the smoke of time well spent |
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Or she might bring to you |
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A week of sin, a violing with string that cut |
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Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wands |
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And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all |
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She might bring to you |
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A princely sum, or a pack of gum to chew |
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Or she might bring to you |
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An Afghan rug, and a kind of love that's new to you |
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Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wounds |
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The ash of time pressed in rhyme smooth as stone |
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And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all |
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And she will bring to you |
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A king of love that's something new |
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Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wounds |
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The ash of time pressed in rhyme smooth as stone |
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An ancient bird that nests in words unknown |
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And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all |