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letra de atom juggler - wallace vanborn

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[verse 1]
brawlers gave their votes
and all that had become their souls
for a sip of mothers cold and ancient wrist
pitbulls came and went
and wet themselves before they spent
the extra timing that it took to move their will

[chorus]
you’re the kind of woman i would love to get my hands onto
you’re the kind of woman i would love to get my hands onto

[post-chorus]
you’re the kind of woman, rebecca, i’d love to plough
you’re the kind of woman, rebecca, i’d love to plough

[verse 2]
there’s a valiant wall
they built up right before the war
of extra graciously pretending not to sleep
pour the loving down
of those preliminary notions
of a dog inhaling what he saw and reeks

[chorus]
you’re the kind of woman i would love to get my hands onto
you’re the kind of woman i would love to get my hands onto

[post-chorus]
you’re the kind of woman, rebecca, i’d love to plough
you’re the kind of woman, rebecca, i’d love to plough

- wallace vanborn

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