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Skinny Love - Birdy. Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt we were never here. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer. I tell my love to
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, will you, baby? Should I be the one to say that you don't need it Skinny Jean crushed a Kenyan roast bean. Raoul devours another organic buffet. They're so preservative free to keep their smokescreen
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Skinny little bitch. Staring at the mirror. in your desperation to disappear. And you would be oh so dumb to * with me. 'Cause baby you're much too young to end up with me. Your bedroom walls
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words. Come on, skinny love, just last the year. Pour a little salt, we were never here. My my my, my my my, my my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer. ♪. I tell my love to wreck it all
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Bài hát Skinny Love - Jackie Thomas. Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt, we were never here. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer. I
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Bài hát Skinny Love - Lindsey Pavao. Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt, we were never here. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
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. And skinny dip in water under the bridge. Verse 2. You'll suggest a restaurant we used to go to. And I'll say, "Won't that be too nostalgic?". And you'll say, "Maybe, but let's do it anyway". We won't
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I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. That's all I'll ever need
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Flashin' lots of cash and spendin' lots-o-loot. he's sitting at the bar - then he's sittin' at the booth. across the dance floor he does scoot. he's the skinny sweaty man in the green suit. The
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. We've been swimming on the edge of a cliff. I'm resistant, but goin' down with the ship. It'd be so nice, right? Right?. If we could take it all off and just exist. And skinny dip in water under the
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Skinny Love - Birdy. Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt we were never here. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer. I tell my love to
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