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Iggy Pop - Turn Blue lyrics
See a black Eldorado Oh, rolling along down below my window That black girl in the back looks pretty good Christ! She's beautiful You know how soft she is Just what you feel like Oh, I'm so far away from her Jesus this is Iggy You, you might as well come with me, When you ride the ride There's talk and I don't wanna talk Oh mamma, I shot myself down [x4] They're stepping on our hearts Stepping on our hearts I don't know why they're stepping on our hearts Damn, I don't know why Stepping on our hearts [x5] Can't you see, oh no, Stepping on our hearts How come the blacks, how come they copy you so good? They get off on you, so ? If you wanna make it Young man you gotta make somebody come Come out of your black [x2] and strong Black! Strong! Black! Jesus it's cold in this room, it's really cold You know I never told you about this, but there's one guy Somebody I really love, he's never around Well he was taking things that could be alright, that could be nice And make him ugly, so damn ugly And we put out the lights on them Yeah, we'd make it dark, we put out the lights....on them It's idiots like you that screw me up I know there's nothing to you And I don't know why I treat you so kind Come down and dance with me, dance with me You got nobody left but me Oh accept me, don't reject me, don't forget me Mamma, what colour will the lights be? Will they turn blue on me? [x2] Mamma, I shot myself up, woh mamma, I shot myself up, up, up, mamma Up down, up down mamma Oh oh oh oh oh mamma I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't mean to, but I did it, I shot myse |
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