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Sweet Angeline
作词:Ian Hunter
Angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting And when I close my eyes each night, well I often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything
Angeline, oh my Angeline My sweet Angeline, you have rendered me unseen And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen
Well your body, it is broken in so many different ways And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze And your blood flows like the finest juice, the kiss of burgundy And where it comes from no one knows but where it's going I can't see
Angeline, oh, Angeline My sweet Angeline y' know you have rendered me unseen 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen
Oh, Angeline, Angeline Oh [Incomprehensible] Angeline y' know you have rendered me unseen And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen
And your crystal colored cardboard bins attack me from the paint And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states Oh, rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you
Oh, Angeline, oh my Angeline My sweet Angeline you have rendered me unseen You know I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen Oh yes, oh [Incomprehensible], oh yeah, [Incomprehensible]
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