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The Magnetic Fields
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Irma
作詞:Stephin Merritt
Irma waits by the window Vaguely looking down at her socks And humming, possibly her Father will come home with a box
Of chocolates, possibly Not father's memory Was never what it once was Shouldn't really drive anymore もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Either as if in answer With a sound like blowing up your
Ears, father's jeep crashes Through Irma's wall she says Bad words as several hundred Boxes of her favorite kind Of chocolate fill her bedroom But she doesn't actually mind
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