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Hot Hot Heat - Tokyo Vogue lyrics
Got hold. It's powdered gold. Who's who in japanese prints these days. These pills still kill. Making all them kids ill. If it don't kill them, I know what will. But they're building backs for all the beat up kids. It goes up your nose. |
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