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She drips diamonds like a glacier melts She's self-made, down to her buckles and belts And she's really happy, but not with a lot And she gets her pleasures from her chemist shop She's busy, busy losing the plot Busy, but her mind is shut Doesn't really want it to stop She just says now Hey there, sister That bottle leads to hell I ain't drinking that Honey, can't you tell Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking Got no soul to sell, so Hey there, mister Throw some luck away to the wishing well Throw some luck away to the wishing well Don't start thinking, it messes with your head Go with instincts, the sweet or the dead True love is out there, it's waiting with a ring You'll know her face the second she walks in He's busy, busy losing the plot SongtexteBusy, but his mind is shut He doesn't really want it to stop He just says now Hey there, sister That bottle leads to hell I ain't drinking that Honey, can't you tell Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking Got no soul to sell, so Hey there, mister Throw some luck away to the wishing well Throw some luck away to the wishing well Hey there, sister That bottle leads to hell I ain't drinking that Honey, can't you tell Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking Got no soul to sell, so Hey there, mister Throw some luck away to the wishing well Throw some luck away to the wishing well Aus Songtexte Mania