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Guerrero

A lady saw me boasting in Guerrero
When I was running smoke across the knife
She let me love her till I was a failure
Her beauty on my bruise like Iodine

When I was weak enough to learn her method
I said "Will I be punished for my crime?"
She said "There is a table set in heaven"
But I don't like to meet thee all the time.

She pulled away the mask
Of the Madonna
She pulled away the valleys
Of her thighs
She bid me find herself
In other women
Until I should destroy her last disguise

Then I was with her when there was no ocean
When there was no moon to spill the tide
Yeah long before the wild imagination
Her layers in Guerrero side by side

She pulled away the mask
Of the Madonna
She pulled away the valleys
Of her thighs
She bid me find herself
In other women
Until I should exhaust her last disguise

Then I was with her when there was no ocean
When there was no moon to spill the tide
Well long before the wild imagination
Her layers in Guerrero side by side
Her layers in Guerrero side by side


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