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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWashington Lilacs
You look like you've been through hellBut came back clean on the other sideOh, I know I didn't treat you wellBut you'll be treated like a queenTonightSo darlin', won't you lie backAnd just let an old flame warm youI know I'm not the same meAnd lord knows you're not the old youSo babe, just pack your thingsAnd I swear that we won't come backYou're about as pretty as thoseWashington lilacsI roll up with a killer in my handAnd I'll never claim to beBetter than I amYou look like a killer in that dressSo I guess my aim is to be your manSo darlin', won't you lie backAnd just let an old flame warm youI know I'm not the same meAnd lord knows you're not the old youSo babe, just pack your thingsAnd I swear that we won't come backYou're about as pretty as thoseWashington lilacsSo darlin', won't you lie down andLet an old flame warm youI know I'm not the same meAnd lord knows you're not the old youSo babe, just pack your thingsAnd I swear that we won't come backYou're about as pretty as thoseWashington lilacs
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