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Elvis Costello >>
Alba s touto skladbou:
My Flame Burns Blue,
Well, you're standing on the corner flagging all the girls you see
Now do like I say and let those ladies be
You know that's wrong, man, you know that's wrong
I'm just trying to tell you -- that's how you got killed before
That girl you meddled got a big guy for a pal
He'll put knots on your head for messing with his gal
So take it easy, man, you'd better take it slow
Well, I'm just trying to tell you -- that's how you got killed before
Now, you wouldn't listen to me, you got two black eyes
That's what you get, man, for messing with men's wives
So take it easy, whoa, let those women go
I'm just trying to tell you -- that's how you got killed before
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