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Lyrics: His spit is worth more than her work Pass tha purse to the pugilists He's a prizefighter He bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver, don't mothers make Good fathers ? Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain thre's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, don't mothers make Good fathers ? Revolver More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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