loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits
You don't think about it
You don't do without it
because you're beautiful
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones.
la la la laaaa...
Beautiful Ones - Suede
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