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Letra de Rats In The Cellar
Goin under, rats in the cellar
Goin under, skins turnin yellow
Nose is runny, losin my connection
Losin money, getting no affection
New york city blues
East side, west side lose
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That youre wearing
Tearing me apart
Safe complaining, casue everythings rotten
Go insanin, and aint a thing forgotten
Feelin cozy, rats in the cellar
Cheeks are rosy, skins turning yellow
Lose its party, lookin rather lazy
See my body, pushin up a-daisies
New york city blues
East side, west side lose
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That youre wearing
Tearing me apart |
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