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whitlams - 1995 lyrics

my sweet thing is pretending
does a fine line in deception
what night did she fall
or does it mean more
to know what i did the night before

there’s nothing i can do
no way that i can hurt myself

my sweet thing reveals nothing
does a fine line in deception
my sweet thing is pretending
caught her on the phone last night

there’s nothing i can do
no way that i can hurt myself
there’s nothing i can say
and i’ll be going out tonight

it’s 1995
you can talk to beggars to feel alright
you got a hundred dollar bill to spend tonight
her husband’s in florida looking for life
while a drunk australian’s in bed with his wife
you’re allergic to cats, you better crash out
here’s an american sleeping pill in your mouth
words & music: tim freedman, stevie plunder, andy lewis
tim freedman: vocals, backing vocals, piano
stevie plunder: guitar
andy lewis: b-ss
stuart eadie: drums
ronald s peno: backing vocals
stevie wishart: hurdy gurdy
ben fink: additional guitars

- whitlams lyrics

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