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Girls Just Want To Have Fun - Russian Red

"I come home in the morning light, My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?" Oh, mommy, dear, We're not the fortunate ones, And girls, They wanna have fu-un Oh, girls, Just wanna have fun The"

Cigarettes - Russian Red

"No tell me what it is, it isn't fair 'Cause I'm wasting time, but it isn't my heart it isn't my fault. And every situation understands, well The anecdote of chasing the location to your door, Yeah yeahda"

No Past Land - Russian Red

"If my hands weren't there, like I saw in the stream of the drawings been made on a full colour screen if they weren't to be found, then what else could I be? If your hands weren't there, like I saw in"

They Don't Believe - Russian Red

"Walk by the man who sings a song to the street lights and turns out everybody claps, they dont believe in cabs they don't believe in cabs, they dont believe in cabs. And they all go wild, but they walk"

Gone, Play On - Russian Red

"This never ending song is scratching, scratching my brain like a vinyl in desire this never ending thought is coming and is gone it's traveling on a plane on my way. And in a highway too, as if I speak"

Hold It Inside - Russian Red

"I'm not taking, I'm not, I'm not fading I'm not falling, you're not, you're not falling 'cause you just hold it inside, you hold it inside? I'm not feeling I'm not, I'm not a missed ring I'm just falling"

Nice Thick Feathers - Russian Red

"She said hey, wont you pick me up? he said, well, what about at nine? And she wakes up, its freezing cold outside but hes not there, wherever he may fly? Barely aware of her reality, she stands right"

Kiss My Elbow - Russian Red

"And every five minutes I look at the door and I see you naked. And theres a question that comes up to my mind I wonder whether you are blind. But if I try to find, it'd be the same old story time after"

Take Me Home - Russian Red

"It's your guitar that discovers you wilde for all I can see is the dark of a sky and the plumbs in a glass jar of wine. Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know Take me home, take me home,"

Walls Are Tired - Russian Red

"Walls are tired, of holding the same old ceilings words have found their way to stay in and they don't let out feelings It's written badly but verses say shes mad and creepy and the rest of things we"

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