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作词 : 祁麟 |
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作曲 : 祁麟/cherry |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,make me star |
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Keep it quiet ,make it black and white, all the sets fitzgerald |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,call me star |
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What is it for seeking for adulation or else the pistol |
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She's gotten a load of evolution,expressionless under the shakeless |
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Sended for her steward in peace, "a shot of tequila please" |
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Making poses of exaggeration, sank in love that she created alone |
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Dreamed a dream of herself in her best of time always |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,make me star |
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Keep it quiet ,make it black and white, all the sets fitzgerald |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,call me star |
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What is it for seeking for adulation or else the pistol |
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She's gotten a load of evolution,expressionless under the shakeless |
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Sended for her steward in peace, "a shot of tequila please" |
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Making poses of exaggeration, sank in love that she created in her castle |
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Dreamed a dream of herself in her best of time always |
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It was a flourishing age with the ghost dragged herself to the colorless and silence |
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What it for, for her name ,for her fame,for her draft,for her illustration |
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She loves that |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,make me star |
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Keep it quiet ,make it black and white, all the sets fitzgerald |
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Get it on,roll it on,put me on the celluloid,call me star |
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What is it for seeking for adulation or else the pistol |
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Through the black and white silence she's alive |
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Through the black and white silence she's alive |
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Through the black and white silence she had her time |
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Through the black and white silence she's alive |
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It was a flourishing age with the ghost dragged herself to the colorless and silence |
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What it for, for her name ,for her fame,for her draft,for her illustration |
