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You say all these baggers are just sleight of the handI can blow them once they'd scatter like sandAnd you treat me like some young ItalianKissing napes of necks while I steal medallionsCrash my moped into your fenceand leave all your lawn to crawl in your ventsJust to watch you sit there watchin some TVI'm a real charmer for sex actsI can have it here in this ventI'll be your ex-loverYour sister, your brother to torrmentYou got me so easyYou got me so hardYour life is like museumsMy life you're just artOh baby come caress meSo I won't turn blindNow I'd sell you for some dumb luckAnd a dime-filled jarAnd when all my words fall by your feetAnd you laugh at me while I dream in streetswould you still take two just to local colorLetras de cancionesBut your purse won't hold your outfit togetherNow you're bound to take the love that I foundAnd you peck at roots dug up from the groundAnd I sit here freezin'Feelin' up nothingWe can get drunk at the moviesWe can get drunk in my roomI'll be your ex-loverYour sister, the brother you'll bring doomYou got me so easyYou got me so hardYour love is like surgeryMy love is like scarsOh baby on the red seaWe took him by fireNow I'd sell you for a raincoatBefore a fightThey'll knock you out now don't you let themReaching your mouth taking your tearsNow carpetbaggers don't you let themWe love this life spent in tender youth From Letras Mania