Faberge Falls for Shuggie of Montreal

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Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
What they say?
Oh, that the bird in my chest was dead
But that's never, never, never

She ain't my thug no more, ain't no kind of killer
And she can break 'em off if she damn well please
Just as long as she brings it home to me
And it's still hot

Can you touch what I'm saying?
It's like, did Shuggie do it yet?
No, not yet, wait

Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
Tell you what?
Oh, that the sex in my walk was cotton soft
But that's never, never, never

With question marks in my eyes
And your strange name pressed to our lips
We arrived at number eleven
So charged and ready for slavery

I won't take the stage straight, understand?
Under capes with druggy cock dragons
I wanna put out so bad
But something bad said, 'The kid's probably right.'

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