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Tytuł: Pineapple head

  • Wykonawca: Crowded House
  • Wy¶wietleń: 257
Detective is flat, no longer is always flat out
   Got the number of the getaway car
   Didn't get very far
  
   As lucid as hell and these images
   Moving so fast like a fever
   So close to the bone
   I don't feel too well
  
   And if you choose to take that path
   I will play you like a shark
   And I'll clutch at your heart
   I'll come flying like a spark to inflame you
  
   Sleeping alone for pleasure
   The pineapple head, it spins and spins
   Like a number I hold
   Don't remember if she was my friend
   It was a long time ago
  
   And if you choose to take that path
   I will play you like a shark
   And I'll clutch at your heart
   I'll come flying like a spark to inflame you
  
   And if you choose to take that path
   Would you come to make me pay?
   I will play you like a shark
   And I'll clutch at your heart
   I'll come flying like a spark to inflame you