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FACE ON BREAST
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(Scott Walker)
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Swan
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you glide above the thrashing
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Release the catches
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strain your wings behind your back
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Paint his eyes
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it'll never lick those eyes
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Smear the mouth
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all across the thready sky
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i tried to show ya
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but ya didn't want to go
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Ya know how to whistle
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put ya lips together and blow
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that's what it said
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that's what it said
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that's what it said
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Pledging my love
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pledging my love
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what if I'm only
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if I am only pledging my love
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Pledging my love
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pledging my love
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what if I'm only
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if I am only pledging my love
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FACE ON BREAST
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| Scott Walker |
