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Lonely Dancers

de The Last Dinner Party

I have my sentence now at last, I know just how you felt
I dig my fingers in expecting more than just the skin
'Cause we're a lot alike in favour, like a motorbike
A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles

And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters
And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters

We've got the highway tight, the Moon is bursting with headlights
One more and we're away, love tender in your Chevrolet
And we're a lot alike in favour, like a motorbike
A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles

And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters
And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters

Even when the cold comes crashing through
I'm putting all my bets on you
I hope they never understand us
I put my heart inside your palms
My home in your arms, now we know
Nothing matters
Nothing matters

And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters
And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters

And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters
And you can hold me
Like he held her
And I will fuck you
Like nothing matters (ooh, ooh, ooh)

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