Imperial Gold Songtext

Dean Blunt

von Redeemer

Imperial Gold Songtext
You were working hard baby
Sending me to sleep with your young’s
They were scrapping in the yard
Handing out the jobs
Something I could do to you
Watching as you threw me to them
Severing the dreams of you

Something I could do to you
You make me up a weak looking boo
Your shoulder isn’t way up high
And friends they take you on a ride
And show you a good time
But something’s get through
And I forget how new

Salt is in the sink
Shaking like a tear
From your little aching
You’re coming home your coming back to me

Something I could do to you
You make me up a weak looking boo
Your shoulder isn’t way up high
And friends they take you on a ride
And show you a good time
And show you a good time
A good time

Yeah
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