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Frank Black

Abbabubba

 

Abbabubba

(album: Abbabubba - 2011)


I'm taking you back to live in a bunk
We'll be along, all day in the sack
Red, greens and browns, blues and dark grays
Sweet salty taste, one thousand towns

Abbabubba
Abbabubba

I can't believe we're in New York for a fair
All because of a new dress
Flowers came with sheer delight, love that died
And we both laughed, while we both drank

Abbabubba
I'm your abbabubba

We were in a Texas town, youth from down
Then we ate, it was so great
In a place we don't belong, for a song
Just to be, you and me here

Abbabubba
I'm your abbabubba

I remember we were in Marseilles for a day
It was hell, it was not good
Then on the side of the road, heavy load
In your blood with a chained one

Abbabubba
I'm your abbabubba

Go on

Yellow and black, orange and white
One thousand nights, never to lack
I'm taking you back to live in a bunk
We'll be along, all day in the sack

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