Chumbawamba - This dress kills Lyrics
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- This dress kills Lyrics
Album: Swingin With Raymond (Ger) I'm Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothing Happy birthday mister president I'm here to call your bluff From the top of the world I'm gonna jump, jump, jump I'm so perfectly imperfect and I did it for your love I'm as small as Thumbelina, sugar fairy on the cake Because the thinnest of excuses leave the bitterest taste Brittle-boned, Barbie-cued, take a piece of my heart When you know you haven't got it, does it make you feel good This dress is killing me Frockanoia (Repeat) I won and then I lost and then I won and then I lost And now I know how much a pound of flesh can cost And the question isn't if, but a definite when Do I throw my achy heart into the gutter again The party isn't over 'til the thin lady sings Critics dressed as waiters waiting in the wings There they'll gather like vultures to pick at the bones I won and then I lost and I got nothing at all This dress is killing me Frockanoia (Repeat)
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