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Magic Numbers The Long Legs

Long legs Don't give me no headrush in the morning Oh baby, too bad too bad I don't think I'll ever see your face again But I don't wanna lose your love

Long legs Don't give me no headrush in the morning Oh baby, too bad too bad I don't think I'll ever see your face again But I don't wanna lose your

Okay little boy, here's a proposition You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home With your tail between your legs

campfires and ride box-cars Town to town, we just write songs And plus we stay up like all night long 20 some years is a long walk Even if its not

their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel Wacka wacka doodoo yeah Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long

Magini She got a G.A.D. from nightschool That stands for "Gettin' Anybody Dolla", greeeedy! I first met her at Magic City, she was gettin' lapdances,

my life is most dark she knows I see it when she glows from the connection made between our eyes oh it's magic beautiful fucking magic fucking beautiful and lasts so long

Okay little boy, here's a proposition You wanna bit of danger, Step you to my zone You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home With your tail between your legs

't deserve dirt My breath still stinks, and I'm on my third cert Digging out my stitches, and hollering nurse nurse You said this shot would numb me this