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Paroles
A letter to you on a cassette 'cos we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness truth, beauty and a picture of you
You'll be walkin' your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away with food between your teeth
Come up for summer
I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness truth, beauty and a picture of you
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness youth, truth, beauty, fame boredom and a bottle of pills
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile
Truth, youth, beauty, fame boredom, red hair, no hair innocence, Saturday and a picture of you
A letter to you on a cassette
You shouldn't leave me alone
Forty, shaved, sexy wants to do it all day with a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renée
Tired teacher, twenty-eight seeks regular meetings for a masculine muscular nappy-clad brutal breedin'
While his wife rough wrestles with a puppy all aquiver on a wine-soaked strobe-lit
Asiatic hall of mirrors
And a dash of loneliness
There's no aphrodisiac quite like it
Truth, youth, beauty, fame boredom, red hair, no hair innocence, impunity and a picture of you
I got a video set-up
Me love you short time
She paid me suck his finger with some fine wine
And a dash of loneliness
Truth, youth, beauty, fame boredom, red hair, no hair
Innocence, awkwardness impunity and a picture of you
Informations
Rendu célèbre par The Whitlams
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Tim Freedman, Matt Ford, Glen Dormand
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de No Aphrodisiac rendu célèbre par The Whitlams