Great Big Sea lyrics
Great Big Sea lyrics
"French Perfume lyrics"
My Michelle lyrics
Your daddy works in porno Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your
Your daddy works in porno Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your
It's of a bold young smuggler
From Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
And never saw the jail
He filled her up with contraband
Perfume, smokes and rum
He hoped the fog was thick enough
To make another run
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You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Convulsions, silent tongueI ask you not to speakTomorrow I will learnerase my memoriesPast, darkness roseCrying tears withinHappiness, lost e
If the wind turns right
If you don't take fright
You can smell that French perfume
But the Mountie boat was waiting
As he crawled near Mortier Bay
And when they hit the spotlight
It was like the light of day
He didn't bring her head round
When they told him to
News From Heaven lyrics
By the mountainside, by the ocean blue Where the struggle broke my heart in two River of millions flow downstream A golden highway to the sea
heave toBy the mountainside, by the ocean blue Where the struggle broke my heart in two River of millions flow downstream A golden highway to the sea
He opened up the engines
And he ran for Spanish Room
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They said they heard him laughing
With the Mounties closing in
His engines screaming murder
And his face set in a grin
The seagulls started lifting
Like an angry banshee choir
He hit the rocks at 50 clicks
And
Big Machine lyrics
It's a crime that I have truly tried and tested It feels so good that I could get myself arrested It's more for the pleasure and pain When you
the sky lit up with fire It's a crime that I have truly tried and tested It feels so good that I could get myself arrested It's more for the pleasure and pain When you
It's of of a bold young smuggler
From Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
And he never saw the jail
And when it's cold and foggy
On the rocks near Spanish Room
They say you hear him laughing
And you smell that French perfume
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