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SINGER: The Stills
SONG:Of Montreal
The falling freon it's turning me on it drips on the street the sun cries from the heat i love feeling beat i'll kiss the lipstick on your teeth Friends getting old we all dig for gold for crumbs and pieces a dead mouse in the sink it's turning me on it's turning me on The not-so-happy the bass drum heavy the photo glossy the people pretty are turning me on are turning me on are turning me on are turning me on
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