Letra de Quentin Crisp
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Hey there Quentin been persecuted all your life
Hey there Quentin. I wish you were my wife...
Bet when you walked down the street,
Hey there Quentin. I wish you were my wife...
Bet when you walked down the street,
You were really something sweet.
All decked out in lipstick and rouge,
And pointy little high-heeled shoes.
All decked out in lipstick and rouge,
And pointy little high-heeled shoes.
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