Dusty and you are, dirty from chain
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Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape
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Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave
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I'll cut you some flowers, now don't be afraid
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Now don't be afraid
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(Chorus)
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I'm looking for something, just sink in my teeth without any crying
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But I can't find no place or nothing, where thrills are cheap and love is divine
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Home by the river, tall grassy fields, oh under a willow , well for to kneel
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Dusty O Dusty, this is your night, don't be so pretty, all laced up in white, all laced up in white
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(Repeat Chorus 3x)
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Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine (3x)
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O Dusty
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| Kings Of Leon |
