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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Dropping Names”

• He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost Shes slippin through his fingers as shes movin out to the coast He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost If your world was all black and if your world was all white Then you wouldnt get much color out of life now right Nicknamed shamrock my name is not shamus Girlies on the tippy cause my homie is famous My name is not ohouigheighi nor is it brian If I said that I was weak you know Id be lyin Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it If you explain to a musician hell tell that he knows it but he just cant do it

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