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Mud Stories (An Pierlé)

I won’t give in I put fresh heart Into myself But I flee my thoughts I won’t give in I’ve sealed my mouth Won’t say a thing At least not out loud Funny I’d like to seduce you Funny how I feel Maybe I’m lost on the tough side Maybe this time it’s for real But I would like to be But funny things for you I’ll manage a seven day working week For your sake As mary goes round on the playground She is ever asking ever too much I’m getting nervous I hang around It’s no big deal I’ll sort it out I’d like to tell you all my Mud stories Mud stories Mud on my raincoat still Much stories Mud stories Much on my raincoat still Mud stories Much fuss about a cheap thrill I won’t give in I have no chance I’ll have enough With one romance I’d like to tell you bout my Mud stories Mud stories Mud on my raincoat still Much stories Mud stories Much on my raincoat still Mud stories Much fuss about a cheap thrill