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Dusty

Dusty and you are, dirty from chain
Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape
Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave
I'll cut you some flowers, now don't be afraid

Now don't be afraid
I'm looking for something
Just sink in my teeth without any crying
But I can't find no place or nothing

Where thrills are cheap and love is divine
Home by the river, tall grass and fields
Pond of willow oak, well for to kneel
Dusty O Dusty, decision night

Don't be so pretty, all laced up in white
All laced up in white
I'm looking for something
Just sink in my teeth without any crying

But I can't find no place or nothing
Where thrills are cheap and love is divine
I'm looking for something
Just sink in my teeth without any crying

But I can't find no place or nothing
Where thrills are cheap and love is divine
I'm looking for something
Just sink in my teeth without any crying

But I can't find no place or nothing
Where thrills are cheap and love is divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine

Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine

Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine
Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine