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Lucky Soul - Lips Are Unhappy

 

 Shake, shake, shimmy.
You know that you soothe the aches

and the troubles within me.
Pretending that everything’s cool,
When I’m twenty seven shades of blue,
And my lips are unhappy without you.
My lips are unhappy without you.

Honey suckle, you’re missing.
But I make the morning dew glisten,
By just hoping and wishing.
Pretending that I’ve got a clue.
When I’m twenty seven shades of blue,
And my lips are unhappy without you.
My lips are unhappy without you.

Shake, shake shimmy.
Shake, shake, shimmy, shimmy,
Without you my lips are unhappy without you.
My lips are unhappy without you.

 

 

 

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