Deborah Carne

Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Eyes are smoke on wheels
Four sick of sin
Deborah carne had always
Played the perfect queen
Taking her time they tell us
I wasn’t there
Hollinshead last only
Wood and bauer share
Ooh
Ooh deborah carne
I can’t touch
The heat’s too much
I’m fighting flames with flares
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
This is how it goes
Cries because it’s real
To make her the fool
Driving her to a lay bay
Bathes the girl in fuel
Keeps her on the phone
She won’t see it come
Passer by don’t catch her eye
Just leave her on her own
Ooh
Ooh deborah carne
I can’t touch
The heat’s too much
I’m fighting flames with flares
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne
Deborah carne

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