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Have you heard about the new sex, new sex?It's a reason to be nicer to you.I see you putting on the brand X spandex,Everybody needs someone to do,And now I'm living in the middle of your street,A'living here with aplomb,She gets a sneak peek at the meet she's gonna eat,And she's a time-bomb, time-bomb.And now she's living in a shack on a fiery line,With a fridge filled with french bacon,Mouthing all the words of a famous mime,For which she's commonly mistaken.I know her, I knew her,I knew she couldn't hang,And now she's dying in a ditch on the county line,From a device of her own making.I'm never good enough at saying all the right things,Sometimes I say too much.Sometimes I feel like a puppet with no strings,Dying and desperate for your touch.And now she's living in a shack on a fiery line,With a fridge filled with french bacon,Letras de cancionesMouthing all the words of a famous mime,For which she's commonly mistaken.I know her, I knew her,I knew she couldn't hang,And now she's dying in a ditch on the county line,From a device of her own making.Nobody's all bad, nobody's all good,Nobody lives forever, but I wish we could,We define forever, define forever,Define forever, define forever, define forever!And now she's living in a shack on the fiery line,With a fridge filled with French bacon,Mouthing all the words of a famous mime,For which she's commonly mistaken.I know her, I knew her,I knew she couldn't hang. From Letras Mania