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Whistle
Brisa Roché Lyrics


Eighteen coming like thunder
Platinum bangs and you under
Driving high on the Cliffside
Black rocks bared by the low-tide

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

Palm on kerosene lantern
You, curled soft as a kitten
Hitch-hike over the passes
You, queen of cutting classes

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

Crossing north to the island
Your ringed fingers in my hand
Puppet-strings over Coltrane
At the twins in the grey rain

Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Vapor-girl
The hissing car
Barely veils
Your fleet of stars

Contributed by Bailey B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Nikolas SoDiant

Brisa in concert : 7th December , le FLOW , PARIS

Evils the Pelvis

Fantastic !!!
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monkybot

GREATFUL!

Joseph A

this is crazy cool... love it

Koeurspurs Didier

j'adore j' adhere, je colle, je décolle !!!!

Poptart c:

Someone explain what it means (pls m8?)

Silvan H.

i love this song so much

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