St. Nazaire

Album: Beneath The Eyrie (2019)
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  • Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
    I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
    I washed out with the greasy tide
    I went down on the Selkie bride

    Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
    Smells like spliff and Armagnac
    She lost her coat, but I like her style
    She lost her head, but I like her smile

    I'm all done talking to you, oh
    And I don't wanna be true, no
    I'm all done talking to you

    I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
    Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
    Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
    I washed out, never going back

    I'm all done talking to you, oh
    And I don't wanna be true, no
    I'm done with talking to you

    I'm all done talking to you, oh
    And I don't wanna be true, no
    I'm done with talking to you Writer/s: Charles Thompson
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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