The Plot To Blow Up The Eiffel Tower
The Plot To Blow Up The Eiffel Tower - Pleasure Heads Must Burn lyrics
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I reckon I'm a bit too close to this one Flesh-heads like me just wax and melt When my tongue touches titty's tongue in turn Sometimes pleasure heads must burn Pop! Pop! I feel a little low Buried neck-high in British snow I feel a little low Buried neck-high in British snow Kiss me darling, kiss my eyes to blind Kiss my clubs and witness what my knuckles find Yeah! Yeah!
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Language: English
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- Country: United States
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