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The Twilight Singers
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Number Nine
Lyricist:Gregory Dulli
Devil, sweet talkin' fly on the wall Blackberry belle of the ball Just like you told me I'm gonna crawl
You trouble me And I ain't myself anymore I'm crawlin' around like a whore And you love me there on the floor
Now come on boy, don't be such a baby And maybe, I'll bail you out One more time You got number nine starin' atcha Get back, boy or I'll make you blind
You fucker This here's where we settle up One last sweet drink from your cup Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hand it over slowly, I'm gone
Now come on boy, don't be such a baby And maybe, I'll sell you out One more time You at the foot of the master I'm faster but I'm gonna take my time And I'm gonna make you blind
I'm gonna make you blind I'm gonna make you blind I'm gonna make you blind
Devil, sweet talkin' fly on the wall Blackberry belle, belle of the ball Just like you told me I'm gonna crawl And I'm gonna make you blind
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