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La Clocharde lyricsFemme Fatale
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Artist: Femme Fatale lyrics Title: La Clocharde |
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Lyrics to La Clocharde :Dance Party lyrics Party Tonight lyrics At The Alter lyrics Into Dust lyrics Stabbing Victim lyrics I Talk With My Hands lyrics Fat It Down lyrics The Umbrella Opens lyrics Junge Junge lyrics Cecille lyrics
One day in the morning, long ago
She lived with her heart of glass
The sledgehammers of the lies of life
Were hanging above her bed
One day in the morning, it was spring
She woke up and didn?t know
What day, what year, what life it was
That she had lived her whole life long
She packed up her clothes, she packed up her heart
She packed up the whole stupid life, she packed up her head
Then she went out of the house
She didn?t know where to go
Then she went down the streets
Of the sleepy town
In her hand her case
She says that she loves her life
And the dry spots under bridges
And perhaps one day will come a man
Whose life will be in need to be saved
She says that she loves her life
And the dry spots under bridges
A bottle of rum, it doesn?t have to be one of the dearest
A buddy to have someone to talk with
Cause she gladly talks about her story of the time
She was the baroness and the mistress
Of all of the rich
She lived with her heart of glass
The sledgehammers of the lies of life
Were hanging above her bed
One day in the morning, it was spring
She woke up and didn?t know
What day, what year, what life it was
That she had lived her whole life long
She packed up her clothes, she packed up her heart
She packed up the whole stupid life, she packed up her head
Then she went out of the house
She didn?t know where to go
Then she went down the streets
Of the sleepy town
In her hand her case
She says that she loves her life
And the dry spots under bridges
And perhaps one day will come a man
Whose life will be in need to be saved
She says that she loves her life
And the dry spots under bridges
A bottle of rum, it doesn?t have to be one of the dearest
A buddy to have someone to talk with
Cause she gladly talks about her story of the time
She was the baroness and the mistress
Of all of the rich
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