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Lyricist: the Kills
Lyrics:
Baby says She's dying to meet you Take you off and make your blood hum And tremble like the fairground lights Baby says If ever you see skin as fair Or eyes as deep and as black as mine I'll know you're lying Baby says A howl of romance I'll get From all your sleeping dogs, you thugs of God I'll get one yet
Baby says for all I've forsaken Make something of all the noise And the mess you're making And all the time's it's taken Baby says there's death in these silver curls They'll break up in jails Send you diving for pearls Without a care in the world
Baby says She's dying to meet you Take you off and make your blood hum And tremble like the pinball light Baby says A howl of romance I'll get From all your sleeping dogs, you thugs of God I'll get one yet
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