Mad Man Song - Cibelle
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Mad Man Song Lyrics
He likes sipping his tea
Slowly from the tip of the tea pot
From the tip, when the pot is hot
When he's not lonelyI'm lonely not, he has it his peers
I'm dancing around hands and
He sheds some tears
When she's not thereHe's quiet he is mad man
He's quiet without she mad man
Mad manLe lourd chagrin d'un c?ur fragile et fou
D'extases va t'il me rendre souple
Combler le vide, tenir le coupAttendant une nouvelle aurore sentimentale
M'abreuve de ce liquide la couleur pale
Mes verres vin se noient dans ma verveine
S'use mon latin perdre haleineMad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with realityMad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with realityMad man walking down her skin
The lady with the tea pot taking him within
He's going crazy with this long, long
There walking down the street
With this flower shirt, his loneliness and his thirst for teaMad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with realityMad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality