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Hilltop Hoods Conversations From A Speakeasy

for porn, Born in a small town, die with a big mouth, Hoods tore it all down, shouts to the kids south. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on

for porn, Born in a small town, die with a big mouth, Hoods tore it all down, shouts to the kids south. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on

you may lack direction I've got a good heart, but bad intentions Pressure don't need a map for reference I'm a man of legends I'll last forever like