They call her smokey taboo
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I got your name tattooed
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High like a helium balloon
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Midnight to noon
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I'm a desert child
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And mountains make me nauseous
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I like to look up wild at an infinite sky
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Twinkling with diamonds
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It's true I get depressed in fancy hotel rooms
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Undressed with nothing to flaunt but my loneliness
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Thinking of the night song of your hair
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Premature as evening falls
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It calls to me
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Interrupted by the sirens in the street
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Somedays you're like an anchor on my heart
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They say that stolen water tastes sweet
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More like rotten milk and rancid meat to me
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I prefers when it is free
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Like looking at the stars
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Don't need no fancy cars
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When we first
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Our kisses sparked
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Yeah I'm afraid of sharks
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But not the dark
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Smokey Taboo
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Cocorosie |