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White Belt Boys lyrics
[Chorus]
Yeah I hope you have a lonely life.
Yeah I hope you have a lonely life.
Her high heels stumble home from the gala
With your goodie bag
Clutched to your chest
Hanging on the arm of the guy
Who sewed you
Into your new dress
Ooh, it's a tragedy
So completely
It's almost Greek
And if I was to be hard-pressed
I'd lie and say I
Could not care less.
[Chorus]
One red carpet bleeds into another
You're stained and
It won't rub off
Lining up to get under your covers
The boys with white belts
Snouts for the trough
ooh, it's a tragedy
So completely
I'll bury me
And if I was to be hard-pressed
I'd lie and say I
Am not obsessed
[Chorus]
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- Track 4 on Twelve Angry Months
- 3 BMW Man
- 5 The Summer of Boats
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