Tono: F
Introducción:
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Well an old saying goes mind your manners mind your mother
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And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover
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Well she might lies about her age, but lady I got no complaints
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She can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be
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Because her old school ways are practically technicalities and perfectly sane
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Im saying I aint never seen a saint.
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I met her at an old cop bar down in silverlake
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Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take
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And when they asked for identification I knew hers probably was a fake
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Shes just another older lover undercover.
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Shes just another old school lover undercover.
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Youre wearing that thin disguise. Dont apologize.
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And youre birthday suit suits you.
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Well it suits me too its one hell of a costume
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I cant find the zipper anywhere on your back
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Perhaps it's attached to the breach of your ass-crack
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Burr its cold in here. You keep it hot dear.
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with a sip of mexican coffee and some grapefruit juice
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a glass of coke a glass of wine just to keep it loose
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oh the things that you say and do, wow.
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And the way that you groove to the music
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Like the who and the velvet underground old sounds
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You like indie rock, spock rock, anything youve found
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In the backseat of your downtown brown and bruised beat up bmw
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Shes just another older lover undercover.
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Shes just another old school lover undercover.
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Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul
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I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold
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and the way your wiser stories are always told
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your just another lover undercover