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|  | Текст (слова) песни: jayhawks -  Pretty Thing
 Taking pictures of the boys
 
 Passed out in your bed
 
 True collector till the end
 
 You burned your bridges well
 
 With games of kiss and tell
 
 Left me twisting in the wind
 
 You occupy your days
 
 Walking through a maze
 
 Convincing everyone youve got a lot to say
 
 Youre such a pretty thing ...
 
 I taught you everything you know
 
 When you first came to town
 
 Buying drinks until you drowned
 
 So many wasted nights
 
 The blood lay an your hands
 
 Trying to make amends
 
 But youre spilling on your dress
 
 The gypsys on the move
 
 But the caravan remains
 
 New backdrop but same old play
 
 Youre such a pretty thing...
 
 I taught you everything you know
 
 
    
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