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Bows - Big Wings lyrics
I could see myself At twenty eight What do you think of me now? To hell with big wings Heaven can wait I won't be I won't be checking out Torn Between big love And hate A passion whichever Way round Could have been Could have been Good intentions run aground I am I'm truly young But i feel so old 'cause the guage is Good as gold Plump and pearly? It's way too early Slim and surly Is clearly divine |
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