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Letra actual de la canción

[spoken] <br />Then I went down into the basement <br />where my friend the maniac busy's himself with his electronic grafiti <br />Finally his language touches me <br />because he talks to the part of us <br />which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. <br />In that moment poetry will be made by everyone <br />and there will be emu's in the zone... <br /><br />Mist covers the ground <br />In the city <br />Engine rumbles quiet <br />As we drift by <br /><br />I wish you could see it <br />Through my crooked eye <br />Oh your beauty <br />Plays me just like a guitar string  <br /><br />I want your touch <br />Oh how I want you far too much <br />She's my baby <br />He's my baby <br /><br />Ahhhhh [x 8] <br /><br />Days drift into one <br />It?s so pretty <br />Travelling Wilbury?s, Polly?s photofits <br />And this stolen car <br />Is loaded with junk <br />It?s so dirty <br />He?ll be the death of me <br />But that?s ok <br /><br />I want your touch <br />Oh how I want you far too much <br />She's my baby <br />He's my baby <br /><br />Ahhhhh [x 8]

Letra nueva de la canción

[spoken] <br />Then I went down into the basement <br />where my friend the maniac busy's himself with his electronic grafiti <br />Finally his language touches me <br />because he talks to the part of us <br />which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. <br />In that moment poetry will be made by everyone <br />and there will be emu's in the zone... <br /><br />Mist covers the ground <br />In the city <br />Engine rumbles quiet <br />As we drift by <br /><br />I wish you could see it <br />Through my crooked eye <br />Oh your beauty <br />Plays me just like a guitar string  <br /><br />I want your touch <br />Oh how I want you far too much <br />She's my baby <br />He's my baby <br /><br />Ahhhhh [x 8] <br /><br />Days drift into one <br />It?s so pretty <br />Travelling Wilbury?s, Polly?s photofits <br />And this stolen car <br />Is loaded with junk <br />It?s so dirty <br />He?ll be the death of me <br />But that?s ok <br /><br />I want your touch <br />Oh how I want you far too much <br />She's my baby <br />He's my baby <br /><br />Ahhhhh [x 8]