Pretty Girls Make Graves
Pretty Girls Make Graves - Domino lyrics
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Radar, radar, radar Searching for innocence Satisfied, satellite Where do I fit in? All mixed up with you In the right kind of wrong Radar, radar, radar Calling out for the truth What words are most wise from a bloodthirsty youth? I have tasted the sweet of your lips But am pacified? No Heart calls domino Mi fai pazzo Radar, radar, radar How do you like it? How do you like me now?
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Language: English
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