She Don’t Know That I Lie

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The White Buffalo - Rock

She Don’t Know That I Lie

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I stumbled out back and threw up in the garden Wiped off my chin and my shoes, and I sauntered inside Another round for the girl in black by the doorway She don't know, that I lie She don't know I spun her a web of a tale about a boy in the basement From age 8 to 12 lived off Bordeaux and German white wine She asked of his name, but I told her that I couldn't place it She don't know, that I lie She don't know She leapt 'cross the bar and our lips met like the beachеs at D-Day She tastes of menthols and brandy, and it was divinе She says "pardon my French, baisez-moi, tu le savoureras" She don't know, that I lie She don't know With a handful of hair, I caught my gaze in the mirror I finish myself all over her perfect behind I must be going, au revoir, je m'appelle Dan She don't know, that I lie She don't know, that I lie She don't know, that I lie She don't know

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