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Published on Jun 14, 2011
Lyrics in description:
Maybellene I Hofteholder means Maybellene in girdle. (For those who doesn't speak danish.)
Saturday I love you like gold Not like the Monday, you passed like a ghost The fire killed you like a motherless child I saw you last Sunday at Barbara Hotel oh babe I'm so sorry and nowhere to go
Could scream like a pig, Could bark like a dog Just to get your attention as I'm chasing you down the hall oh Maybellenne you've been so lonely Got the fire burning as I'm smoking you out again... Still all the leaves will keep on falling until I see you dancing on table 45 again
See her dancing for the young wolves Maybellene i Hofteholder
Could you be the only one Oh I beg you to come home Dance forever my only one
I flicked the switch at Monday night Oh Maybellene I'm so sorry that I didn't see it coming. And now the sky, I filled with prayers oh baby I'm sorry I was blind