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July 13, 2015
PorteƱa
From the window of your rented limousine,
I saw your pretty blue eyes.
One day soon you're gonna reach sixteen,
Painted lady in the city of lies.
Lips like cherries and the brow of a queen,
Come on, flash it in my eyes.
You said you dug me since you were thirteen,
Then you giggle as you heave and sigh.
--R. Plant, J. Patrick, Albion Inc.
Through the circus of the Buenos Aires queens.
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