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Mum Summer Make Good

out Make good, make float Bleed you me _u nott Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath And summer will

Come little ship bells <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Where are you I just want to say ?how are you? Come here

Skar the fire son Pet the smiling one <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Woo the sleeping one Ro the crying one

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The wind plays flute Through the cellar door And on my window sill Plays a sad old song I hope tonight You will touch my hair And draw ghosts on

In the longest of nights Stir him at your breast In silence - row him, row him On the bleakest of morns He'll break at your rocks And weeping -

Make good, make float Bleed you me _u nott Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath And summer will make

Psych I'm spiking you like a football Been this way since I've stood a foot tall Your'e a good catch with a shitty spouse Pretty mouth and a good jaw Gimme good

Thinking of summers gone by It ought to make me happy But it just makes me want to cry I was riding in the car with my mum and dad He was drivin' the