[ti:Blunderbuss]
[ar:Jack White]
[al:Blunderbuss]
[00:00.00]Jack White - Blunderbuss
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[00:20.84]Hat and my dream, my head's up and on that broad avenue
[00:25.35]We crossed the road and never spoke to another as we flew
[00:30.28]We left your man alone and drag, nothin' there at us
[00:34.98]A romantic bust, a blundered son, an explosive blunderbuss
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[01:08.02]An ancient grand old ?, red and ivory
[01:12.58]When your man would turn his head, I'd see you look at me
[01:17.43]Pool of brown and see of red demons in your pocket
[01:21.83]That sang romance and formed a dance inside your silver locket
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[01:26.62]Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da
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[01:36.13]Corner exit, not tall enough to walk out standin' straight
[01:40.52]Designed by men so ladies would have to lean back in their gate
[01:45.20]You grabbed my arm and left with me mature in altitude
[01:49.73]You took me to a public place to quietly blend into
[01:54.10]Such a trick pretending not to be doin' what you want to do
[01:58.66]But seems like everybody does this every waking moment
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[02:21.71]I laid you down and touched you like the two of us both needed
[02:26.35]Safe to say that others might not approve of this and pleaded
[02:30.76]So selfish then would be their cry and who'd be brave to argue
[02:35.43]Doin' what you people need is never on the menu
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[02:47.68]Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da
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