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Music copyright 2000 (SESAC) The Firebird Band Lyrics copyright 2000 (SESAC) Christopher Broach Paint your face in the mirror You never needed it anyway AND you so beautiful You so beautiful Kick yourself You've got no money You're sick of this city You've got no money Letras de cancionesKill yourself and you'd be happy you said How would you know? How the fuck would you know? Kiss me Kiss me Kiss me in your room I have The Cure Kiss me Kiss me Kiss me in your room San Francisco summers and the fall of New York City Three months in Chicago keeps you pretty she said Stars in the New York City And the stars in San Fransico The stars in every city are so pretty you said Live with what you said and kiss me on my head Red string around your finger to help you forget Red wine stained lips your red red lipstick drunk nights and whiskey kisses and bruises on my neck Kick yourself you never asked me kiss me in the ocean and you stayed in California..alone Red wine stained lips your red red lipstick drunk nights and whiskey kisses and bruises on my neck San Francisco summers and the fall of New York City Three months in Chicago keeps you pretty she said Stars in the New York City And the stars in San Fransico The stars in every city are so pretty you said You had to live near the ocean and kiss me in the water Salt inside our mouths, Drop your lipstick in the water kill yourself with all that shoot me through your veins Take me in the ocean, but you left for California alone. Kiss yourself in the mirror again a gift for whiskey christmas kick yourselfyou've got no money you spent it all 10 shots for Christmas and a phone call and i wish you the best I'm not drunk and I'm not jealous you were the best i ever had with whiskey, and christmas, numb lips and whiskey kisses a card for every Christmas you missed you still call me Christmas with a cigarette and so many smiles I loved you when you kissed me then From Letras Mania