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New York Dolls - Vietnamese Baby lyrics
When I'm getting home to you I gotta show you what I can do But everything connects and that ain't nowhere Well, but maybe they're just giving you all you've ever wanted And maybe you never ever know what that was And maybe you're just finding it out now With a Vietnamese baby on your mind Technology satellite, well What's wrong today and why was Everyone so busy they've forgotten why they're playing That he said, what's wrong today is what wrong with you You're so solid, busy solid, that's all you do With a Vietnamese baby on your mind Your pretty little mind Catch me your slaves, shot at Every riffle on the way and I gotta Show you more mustard gas than any girl ever seen Since I been blasted, I've been blown, I've been backing away You've got to back it away You've got to take a search of values, yeah But I've got a concert out to play With a Vietnamese baby on your mind Your pretty little mind Your pretty little mind When I'm getting home to you I've got to show you what I can do But everything connects and that ain't nowhere No no no baby no nowhere It just won't give a no I'm talking about your overture Talking bout your overture Got to shout about your overture Now that it's over, now that it's over Now that it's over, what ya gonna do? |
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