The Horrible Crowes
The Horrible Crowes - Last Rites lyrics
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Start up the car Bury your memories Call on your lovers Speaking slow and heavy Call up your boyfriends From out by the ocean While I get my last rites read by thieves I get my last rites read by thieves You look so holy Standing in the water From all my pictures I worshiped before you My baby just ain't no good My baby just- She ain't no good