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Friday, 8 June 2012
You used to get it in your fishnets now you only get it in your nightdress discarded all the naughty nights for niceness landed in a very common crisis everything's in order in a black hole nothing seems as pretty as the past though that Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco remember when you used to be a rascal
Lyrics: fluorescent adolescent / arctic monkeys
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