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Whisky in his hand A smile on his face He beckoned me in Pure sin It could never last Love came and went so fast Left me with a hole A broken soul I've seen the new girl Blonde and skinny Of course she's pretty Wearing that string of pearl Whisky in his hand A smile on his face He beckoned me in Pure sin
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Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 9:22 PM UTC
Whisky
Whisky in his hand A smile on his face He beckoned me in Pure sin It could never last Love came and went so fast Left me with a hole A broken soul I've seen the new girl Blonde and skinny Of course she's pretty Wearing that string of pearl Whisky in his hand A smile on his face He beckoned me in Pure sin
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Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 9:22 PM UTC
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