Sunday morn, I hear them church bells pealin',
And the slutty dress I'm wearin' seems far too revealin'.
(And the slutty dress I'm wearin' seems far too revealin'.
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Fri 15 May 2009, 1:23,
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You could say that my breasts, it's not concealin'
But the distraction helps when I'm collection plate-stealin'
(But the distraction helps when I'm collection plate-stealin'
zoldergoose,
Fri 15 May 2009, 1:26,
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I get a fit of conscience when I'm in there stealin'
But it's alright, 'cos I'm one of the unbelievin'.
(But it's alright, 'cos I'm one of the unbelievin'.
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Fri 15 May 2009, 1:31,
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And hey, it's not like my soul needs healin'
I ain't got no sins in need of a repealin'
(I ain't got no sins in need of a repealin'
zoldergoose,
Fri 15 May 2009, 1:34,
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around my head seabirds are wheelin'
but I'm just goin' through the dodgy dealin'
(but I'm just goin' through the dodgy dealin'
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Fri 15 May 2009, 1:40,
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