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home groan - tropical storm lyrics

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cooking notes of fly
there’s a tropical storm
streets are flooded
and rivers will foam

another, any day
enough of the tropical cancer
and the governors and prison fine
are taking a prime
jamming in the palace
got a new place to hide

[pre+chorus]
mama’s getting ready for work
she’s a tropical dancer

[chorus]
she wears a red dress with b+ttons
silver shoes
tries to take the worry
from a man with the blue
she wears a red dress with b+ttons
silver shoes
another hot up story
that likely to makе the news
oh+woah
therе’s a curfew on the sidewalk
and the streets of the cars
militia got the power
for free drinks at the bar

mama’s coming home from work
she’s a tropical dancer
and the neighbours at the window
think she’s trying to hide
bread, mints for the lonely
on this drastical ride

[pre+chorus]
mama’s coming home from work
she’s a tropical dancer

[chorus]
she wears a red dress with b+ttons
silver shoes
tries to take the worry
from a man with the blue
she wears a red dress with b+ttons
silver shoes
another hot up story
that likely to make the news
oh+woah
it was the heat of the night
that made it all come back to me
oh, mama, can’t you see?
oh, mama, can’t you see?
oh+woah
wahoo

it was the heat of the night
that made it all come back to me
oh, mama, can’t you see?
oh, mama, can’t you see?
oh+woah
wahoo

wahoo
wahoo
wahoo
wahoo
wahoo

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