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Robert Pollard - Tight Globes lyrics
Blonde machine in yellow spacecar zip your legs in smooth rubber You pass me and harass me #1 is on the run I saw you outta my cave you didnt see me you never see me Ugliest affairs in print jumbled societies children whered you pop in? Blonde machine.... All the glands that you shoot through tight globes international she goes out fresh from the sweat factory Im in love tonight - perhaps well be best friends for a week |
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