How much, how much the bass has changed
You hear it on the streets, you hear it everywhere
Under-swelling at last
The serapeum in thoughtful light
Prophecy to a word
And care for you
I can bear one thing for you
Seek women in the crowd
And became from there on the right thing
To carry the show
To carry the show
To carry the show
Metro girl
Metro girl
Metro girl
To the post and back down
When it happens
Comparable things
It lay to another
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