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My Fetishes, Continued . . . MY FETISHES, CONTINUED...
Pet Shop Boys / West End Girls (1984) Pet Shop Boys / West End Girls (1984) | |
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/ / / / / THE 'SETS / IF I KNOW YOU (2008)
[ Clever liar . fooling us all . Never thought I'd work it out . How could I've known it was ever about you boy . Now there's nothing to say . 'cause there's no words . and we're not talking any how . you must have known I was never to doubt you boy . If it was so fine, it was so good . Oh, you're unbelievable . all this time, I've been living with out you boy . but not your lying . it felt so good, the world don't know . now they'll never found out . all these years, she was there beside you boy . Don't forget that I . . . *drop* *synth* Was the one that you found . and if I know you . you'll find me someplace new . I hope I never, I hope I never have to . We're a waste of time . and if I know you . Learned long ago it's true, I hope I never have to . Found you lying in the arms of another girl *isolated punch* so, stop your crying . Day after day, month after month, far too long it lasted . If I was the one that you found . And if I know you . you'll find me someplace new . I hope you never, I hope you never get to And, tonight, if we learn that the world's on fire . I guess I'll turn to you . I hope I never, I hope I never have to ] flowers into "Together" | |
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MY FETISHES, CONTINUED...
I love this clip. Found it on YouTube. "Beautiful Thing" to the tune of Semisonic's "Secret Smile." I love the eroticism and innocence in this. | |
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Kissing you on the couch In a smoky, dim lit carnival All became tame, all became subdued Lost under the spell of your innocence I begin to make sense of my neurosis My madness, my feelings of tragic Become bearable, tamable and null Your lips are like mittens Of this could be what fantasies are made? Your religion is a mix of my hope Escaping in your arms, your masculine charm Thank the world for this moment Or in a cab reserved for luxury Would you escort me to your interior Decorated in gray and black Smile like Herb Ritts, arms elicit A feeling of ecstasy unreserved Unbridled in how I feel Thank you for this limited moment This rare, not compromised, uncomplicated moment. Could I import you? Could I xerox you Trap you in a box and preserve you Or this. Make this continually mine. It is so fine. | |
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MY FETISHES, CONTINUED...
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