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She's got a cigarette on each arm
She's got the lily-white cavity crazes She's got a carborator tied to the moon Pink gods looking to the fruitof the ages She's alone in the new pollution She's alone in the newpollution She's got a hand on a wheel of pain She can talk to themangling strangers She can sleep in a fiery barn Throwing troubles tothe dying embers She's alone in the new pollution She's alone in the newpollution She's alone in the new pollution She's alone in the newpollution She's got a paradise camoflauge ... |
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