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(Sonstiges) Songtext verzweifelt gesucht

Hallo Leute
ich suche den Text "Perfect skin" von Lloyd Cole & the Commotions - raushören is nich, weil der Mann so nuschelt, und in den üblichen Textarchiven im Internet war ich schon -leider Fehlanzeige. Wäre auch an den anderen Songtexten der Platte "Rattlesnakes" interessiert. Kann mir vielleicht jemand weiterhelfen ???? Wäre super !!!
thanx Selene

Re: (Sonstiges) Songtext verzweifelt gesucht

Hallo Selene,

wenn Du eine der vielen Suchmaschinen (google.com, metacrawler.com, metager.de uvam) z.b. mit:
"Perfect skin" "Lloyd Cole & the Commotions" lyrics fütterst, hast Du kurz danach reichlich Ergebnisse.

Hier ist erstmal der Text - ohne Gewähr:

Perfect skin - Lloyd Cole & the Commotions

I choose my friends only far too well
i'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
with their government grants and my IQ
they brought me down to size, acedemia blues

Louise is a girl, i know her well
she's up on the pavement, yes she's a weather girl
and i'm staying up here, so i may be undone
she's innappropriate, but then she's much more fun and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin

Shame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on me
ah just in case i might come to a comclusion
other than which is absolutely necessary
and that's perfect skin

Louise is the girl with the perfect skin
she says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seen
she's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
and she's sexually enlightened by cosmopoltan and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
for her perfect skin
yeah that's perfect skin
She takes me down to the basement to look at her slides
of her family life, pretty weird at times
at the age of ten, she looked like greta garbo
and i loved her then, but how was she to know that
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin

Up eight flights of stairs to her basement flat
pretty confused huh, being shipped around like that
seems we climbed so high now we're down so low
strikes me the moral of this song must be
there never has been one


Gruß Jochen