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Dogs D'amour Errol Flynn - King Of The Thieves Hurricane Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, theres this guy I know Hes an actor, he may be let go He just sits in a bar His beautiful wife she loves him so And he loves her I hope he never lets her go He spills out stories to me As easy as I spill my drink Hes an undiscovered saint Just hides behind his war paint Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hurricane Sleeps through a hurricane, wow, wow Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Solo: She whispers to him silently That hes drank too much again And it would be, oh, so silly To end it this way He spills out stories to me As easy as I spill my drinks Oh, hes an undiscovered saint Just hides behind Sleeps through a hurricane Hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sleeps through a hurricane Hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah Solo: Oh Of all the stories ever told Of all the cats that have slept in all the beds theyve got (???) Of all the bottles of gin, mothers ruins on him Bourbon, oh Im gonna make you a star someday And then Ill let you burn the wire Bette Davis Just like Marilyn Monroe Aaah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oooh, hurricane, hurricane, hurricane, hurricane Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah Aaaaaah Oooh, hurricane Hey, hey, hey (Sleeps through a hurricane) |
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