Tremendous Brunettes (79 Rivington Street, 2003) Songtext
von Mike Doughty

All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around

Slow down, don′t fuck with my high
I want to be left alone, here with my monsters
And say, now it's time to ride
To see lovely girls and to not put the moves on them

All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around

Praise now, the baby genius
She skips in the shade of the lonely sour apple tree
While she snaps on her gum
Her gleaming teeth bared and the shine that she shows to me


Tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes around
Tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes around

All of your ill gotten gains
That you have whipped up to a rich, foamy lather, girl
Nameless gnaw of my pains
Like three hundred trumpets and just one is out of tune

All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes


All them tremendous brunettes around
All them tremendous brunettes
All them tremendous brunettes around
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