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Lisa Mitchell lyrics : "Clean White Love"

I left the keys in the car,
I left the door ajar.
I didn't want to be alone!


These are the days and the nights,
At these sweet humbling heights,

And I know it used to be home?

Well whisk me away,

I'll be yours for a day!
In heavenly fields we can roam?


Chorus:
Woah, oh, oh you're my clean white love} x 2
What are you doing?} x 2

What are you doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?
Woah, oh, oh you're my clean white love!

Woah oh oh you're too clean white love!
I gave my heart on the morning of November 6th.
Oh, everybody's looking for a fix!


Sell me a sign!
I'll cut the telephone line,

Just to keep expectations alive.

Oh, you're bleeding me dry,

But the feeling is blind,
So I climbed up your looking device.


Sell me it straight,
Oh it might be too late,
To keep on breaking the rules.


Chorus


In this nervous disease,
There's a cure I need,
Let the medicine get to the bone.


Remember this place,
Leave it up to the fate.

Is it true that it's kind do be cruel, cruel.

Chorus x 3


Gave my heart on the morning of November 6th!
Now everybody's looking for a fix!

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