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White gold

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Piss poor, riding high, sunbathing fireside. We´re here for the porn or the sirloin
Get your T-bone, let your backbone slide, tunnel and sky collide
Lose friends to the airwaves and the airlines

I want to make it right, some future in my eyes (bright)
Hush don´t explain when you water down my name
I´ll be up too late, call me when you get better at your game
You haven´t beat me yet.

The waitress, the actress has got the skin and the bones
With the hairbrush and an air brush she´d be white gold.
She asked the piss poor "Why are you looking for that party in the sky?
It´s just a movie about a movie, too old to die"

I´m going to make it right
You haven´t beat me yet though my vision is strained.
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