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Mott The Hoople
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Sweet Angeline
(ian hunter)
Oh angeline, i love you, your mouth is like a sting And when i close my eyes each night, i often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing And when i vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything
Angeline, oh my angeline My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
Well your body it is broken in so many different ways And when i stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze. Your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy And where it comes from no one knows, but where it's going i can't see
Angeline, oh my angeline Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My sweet angeline - (y'know) you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
Angeline, oh my angeline You little angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint And i think that i am getting lost among the swollen states Oh rescue me or bury me, for i care not what you do There is just one thing that i want to say am i really you
Angeline, oh my angeline My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
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