Text: The Kills. Baby Says.

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BABY SAYS she's dying to meet you
take you off and make your blood HUM
and tremble like the faiground lights

BABY SAYS if ever you see skins as fair
or eyes as deep and as black as mine
I'll now you're lying

BABY SAYS a howl of romance I'll gett
fromm all you sleeping dogs
you thuge of god, I'll get one yet

BABY SAYS for all I've forsaken
make something of all the NOISE

and the mess you're making
and all the time it's taken

BABY SAYS there's DEATH in these silver curls
they'll break open jails
and send you diving for pearls
without a care in the world

BABY SAYS she's dying to meet you
take you off and make your blood hum
and tremble like the pinball lights

(Merci a Essila pour cettes paroles)