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Jones Rickie Lee Traffic From Paradise Pink Flamingos Dan and I like Las Vegas, never seen the sea Where the river, where the river bed runs dry She closes his eyes, puts her ear to his shirt And listens to the whole wide earth Lila's ready, she look in the mirror He has stopped, he can't hear her She stops in a bar, apparently she is unhurt And with a little bit of change, oh feels good She washes her wings in the dirt And the bar is filled with angels cuz the world is turned upside down All of you've been walking on your heads Since the day your feet touched the ground Any day, any day we'll go home Any day, any day we'll go home, home Well he knocks on the door, someone show him how And I seen them before, I know him somehow Why does he stick to my fingers? Why does this look like his soul? They could just make him a heaven or hell What don't they? I don't know What do they want with these angels? Why don't they take them to Reno? Nobody ever comes for them They're all inside of the casinos Look at them poking like flightless birds falling from paper plates Oh home, heavenly earthbound But the spirit cannot wait to fly like the pink flamingos To fly like the pink flamingos, fly, fly ? |
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