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'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore

David Bowie

Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
? Tis a pity she was a whore
? Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
This is the war

Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
Smote the mistress, drifting on
? Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse, with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
? Tis a pity she was a whore

? Tis a pity she was a whore

Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
? Tis a pity she? s was a whore
? Tis my face, I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
? Tis a pity she was a whore

Composição: David Bowie





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