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You bought an old dress from 79’ The coal is burnin up we’re out of time There’s nothing to lose And nothing to find In the dustland, baby, I will make you mine In the dustland, baby, I will make you mine Alright Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Now you're sitting at the military fair and They're cutting off all your golden hair You look at me with a thousand-yard stare and You tell me baby, take me anywhere The waters gone and the radio’s silent And we are layin bathing in the moonlight and You keep me ringing when my river runs dry In the dustland baby, I will make you mine Yeah, in the dustland baby, I will make you mine Yeah, in the dustland baby, I will make you mine From Letras Mania