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1. |
| 4:29 | ||||
Well I know it's
It's a shame A shame I can't show it And I see it I can see it now But I'm so far below it Don't wanna Don't wanna talk about it I say why not? Don't wanna think about it I say there's got to be some good reason For your little black backpack Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and Don't wanna tango with you I'd rather tangle with him I think I'm gonna bash his head in And this shouldn't concern you except that Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back And I can feel you Yes I can What about that don't you understand? And I sense you It's something sensual But it's less than I planned Don't wanna Don't wanna talk about it I say why not? Don't wanna think about it I say there's got to be some good reason For your little black backpack Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and Don't wanna tango with you I'd rather tangle with him I think I'm gonna bash his head in And this shouldn't concern you except that Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back You're trying to find a reason for the way you feel tonight You're mind is lined with layers of lead Have you heard one thing that I've said? Don't wanna talk about it I say why not? Don't wanna think about it I say there's got to be some good reason For your little black backpack Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and Don't wanna tango with you I'd rather tangle with him I think I'm gonna bash his head in And this shouldn't concern you except that Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back Don't wanna tango with you I'd rather tangle with him I think I'm gonna bash his head in And this shouldn't concern you except that Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back |
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2. |
| 3:53 | ||||
The fire flickers out
Making movies on her skin And in the embers she remembers all the places that she's been Four-letter words fly from her mouth She thinks she's breaking ground Time takes its toll, she feels his soul In everything around and I say The way that you feel now It's cool as long as I know The way it's gonna be Make it last, for an hour we'll never feel this way again Make it all that you want and everything that I need Make it last, make it last Cause I'm not making you any promises Make it last, make it last Make the best of what you see The booze reaches her blood She forgets his name The wood has turned to coal but our desire feeds the flame Will we surrender to the night Or will our conscience win the fight She won't regress, but can't confess that everything's alright and I say The way that you feel now It's cool as long as I know the way it's gonna be It's gonna take more Where we're gonna go Make it last, for an hour we'll never feel this way again Make it all that you want and everything that I need Make it last, make it last cause you're not making me any promises Make it last, make it last Make the best of what you see You give to me what I need to see You can't feed my imagination You give to me what I need to see It's a twisted fascination It feels so good to make it through the cold but you know that he'll close all the doors, just close 'em all for the rest of time Make it last, for an hour we'll never feel this way again Make it all that you want and everything that I need Make it last, make it last cause you're not making me any promises Make it last, make it last Make the best of what you see |
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3. |
| 4:30 | ||||