The Stranglers - Golden Brown

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Golden Brown

Golden brown texture like sun
Lays me down with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown
 
Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown
 
Golden brown finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading West
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown
 
Never a frown
With golden brown
Never a frown
With golden brown
 
Публикувано от CalusarulCalusarul в пет., 16/09/2011 - 19:28
Последно редактирано от Hansi K_LauerHansi K_Lauer в пон., 04/04/2016 - 02:37
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