what a shit hole.
can't say I mind darling
with you
and these walls
we've got plenty of wine
who needs money
we've got plenty of wine
wipe that
stupid grin off your face
we're both slumming tonight
barricading the door
no love in sight
I don't mind
slumming tonight
this is your comeback baby
and I'm the jealous type
you've got lovely legs
and I'll say it twice
you've got lovely legs
and I'm the jealous type
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