A lost souls, you and I, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear
We're on a roll, suitcase and celophane, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someone's whispering into my ear
Askin' softly what do your fear today
'Cos In faithless times I know your hate, I seen your crime, I felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
Been wasting time, I lost my money, found someone to call me honey
*How to grow old was never clear, gon' look for something much less sincere, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin' softly what do your fear today
'Cos In faithless times I know your hate, I've felt your crimes, I've felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
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