Maxïmo Park
Maxïmo Park - Her Name Was Audre songtekst
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I'm about the hunt She's feelin' my poetry I'm about the onslaught She ain't feelin' my luxury You never want to leave The local library She always thought That you might understand Her name was Audre and She had a lot to say She didn't warn me with Her cultural display When I wattle my hand She'll say that it's sweet I go back to her throat She'll say that I won't let her be You never want to leave The local library She always thought That you might understand Her name was Audre and She had a lot to say She didn't warn me with Her cultural display