Tono: D
Introducción:
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I sup - pose love lives in a dustbin
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Be - hind the garden wall
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You have to grovel on the ground
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and be pretty dis - gusting
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to find it at all
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And I suppose that it grows on you
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Standing there with no clothes on
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and I suppose
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because there's beautiful girls in this town
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I'll stay here till I've chosen one.
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I suppose life's like a hunt, really
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the hounds have fun
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until the fox gets bagged
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And not one girl in this town
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They'll get dragged.
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Her heart
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speaks to me says the room the room the room
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Be - neath her dress, and
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I suppose that it beats for me
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Like a hammering moon pulling tides through her chest
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Sup - pose she says that she owes me
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all that she owns and all that she is
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It seems to me I sup - pose that
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her heart's not enough
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and her love is a swizz
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So sup - pose love lives in a mansion
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how the hell do I get over the wall
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And if my rope's not stretched the right tension
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I won't cross this grand canyon at all
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And I suppose that it grows like a tumor
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spreads like a rumor
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like the grass grows and inch in every day
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And I suppose that be - fore I even know it
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the tide will start flowing
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and the drum beneath my jacket will say
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You know you need her every - day
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You know you need her every - day
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You know you need her every - day
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You know you need her every - day
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You know you need her every - day
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You know you need her every - day