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Paris Combo
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Le magasin de porcelaine
I'm in the mood for a rumble, a loud one Often I'm told I overdo it But here I am brooding and without warning it all swells up In my crater I'm a little volcano who seems nice but If I you push me too close to the edge Lava, lava, lava will come out Lava, lava, lava there will be And I will explode.
CHORUS Like a bat out of hell, it explodes, without me even trying To stop the elephant at the door of the china-shop
Why would I want to control, politely polish My bitter-sweet rough edges ? Nice round vowels, without the gift of the gab 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Are not worth much to me It's the paradoxes, the contrasts, the shades of grey And all the rest That gave me my character. Storms, storms will come Storms, storms, storms there will be In my atmosphere.
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But when your hands, like flamingos' wings, Embrace my porcelain cheeks Love, love, love there is Love, love, love there will be In S. T. O. R. E.
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