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Текст песни Breeders - When i Was a Painter
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In side lakes of [name] I've been
Heard stories of [name]
Twenty hours later I fill the room
With bad sex and bad tea
Go, go, go *2
When I was a painter I painted you well
Too bad I have to die
You brought the essentials, perversion appeal
And many lovers at one time
Go, go, go *2
On and on, on, on
In side lakes of [name] I've been
Heard stories of [name]
Twenty hours later I fill the room
With bad sex and bad tea
Go, go, go *2
On and on, on, on
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