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Behind a stormy cloud Up a creaky stair way Sat in the wicker chair You know the one we used to share And it's just the kind of thing That we don't talk about anymore Remeber when your sister was young She wore a ring in her tongue Got shown the door by your mum And now she has a 5 year old son And it's just the kind of thing That you won't talk about anymore I'll bet you wouldn't beleive me If I whispered in you ear and said "I can see a pink elephant And he's standing on the corner of the bed" You'd just smile And roll your eyes To the back of your head I recall your friend back home She brought up a kid on her own Letras de cancionesBut he died before he had grown So she gave you all the clothes that she'd sewn And it's just the kind of the thing That she won't talk about anymore When you were a girl You weren't sure You cared for your family anymore You looked for the mother you had before And it shook you down to the core And it's just the kind of thing That you don't talk about anymore I'll bet you wouldn't believe me If I whispered in you ear and said "I can see a pink elephant And he's standing on the corner of the bed" You'd just smile And roll your eyes To the back of your head I'll bet you wouldn't beleive me If I whispered in you ear and said "I can see a pink elephant And he's standing on the corner of the bed" You'd just smile And roll your eyes To the back of your head You'd just smile And roll your eyes To the back of your head You'd just smile And roll your eyes To the back of your head From Letras Mania