The Breeders - Glorious | Текст песни

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Da-da...
Ahhh...

Hold my breath for three more year
Yeah, three years
On my own on Saturdays

It's glorious *2

We were tired from the
Scrabbled and we slept
Through the window came the rain

It's glorious *6

Being tired from the
Hold my breath for three more year
Yeah, three years
On my own on Saturdays

It's glorious *3