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two young sensualists got off the plane and got the gist we took a car to town together and as the week set in we glued like newly kin you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right somehow we would smoke and drink and laugh and sing of foreign things we bought clever hats and umbrellas if it wasn't quite my style and you felt semi-wild you'd snatch it up and add it to your aesthetic dumb luck there was patty who you liked and who i liked too and as things played out you felt cheated so when the sun shone in and showed my lusty sin you were angry then and maybe still and won't be friends but you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right somehow yeah, you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right somehow From Letras Mania