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Cat Power Colors The Kids

It must be the colors And the kids That keep me alive 'Cause the music is boring me to death It must just be the colors And the kids that keep

It must be the colors And the kids That keep me alive 'Cause the music is boring me to death It must just be the colors And the kids that keep

It must be the colors And the kids That keep me alive 'Cause the music is boring me to death It must just be the colors And the kids that keep

cars That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know

That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a

and little cars That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub

cars That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know

That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a

the roof in time to hang From the leg of this last chopper Son of an obese burner perturbed to grow in a row Of rotating blood colors on brick textures