The Nymphs - 2 Cats | Текст песни

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You're the kind that always drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together, and I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses you mistake for adulation
You control the press and for a piece they'd crawl
For miles

Tip-toe on glass tonight, they kiss your ass because of
What you might write, your pen and camera might as
Well be knives, but I know that...

You're the kind that always drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together and I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses you mistake for adulation
You control the press and for a piece they'd crawl
For miles

2 cats got pulled tonight, they didn't listen, didn't care
What you'd write, your pen can stab - but cats got
9 lives and I know that...

You're the kind that always drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together and I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses you mistake for adulation
You control the press and for a piece they'd crawl
For miles

I know that some still think I'm dreamin'
High on the hill, head in the clouds, waitin' for my fall
I know that I'll just keep dreaming
Cuz after all I've still got my dreams tonight, right?
Right?

You're the kind that always drops a name in conversation
Fate brings us together, and I have to force a smile
Always blow you kisses you mistake for adulation
You control the press and for a piece they'd crawl
For miles

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