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Mustangs - The Libertines
Lyrics by：Carl Barât/Pete Doherty/John Hassall/Gary Powell/Danny Connors
Composed by：Carl Barât/Pete Doherty/John Hassall/Gary Powell/Danny Connors
Produced by：Dimitri Tikovoi
Mustangs
Mustangs
Move very
Foul in juice morning and dish water skies
Traci don't mind a little chorin'
She likes a one-litre liquor prize
Ah traci likes a drinky
When the kids are at school
Drinky
In her juicy couture tracksuit
She stares at the wall
Juicy
You can see her every night riding
Mustangs to her dreams mustangs
Every single night she's riding
Mustangs to her dreams mustangs
And there's the pigman in a low rider smoking
Rollies in the sunset unholy from the road
He guzzles up the rider
He's like pacman when he goes
Sister Mary shivers at the touch of the Lord
And the pastor behind her
Tells her not to wear short shorts
How many short shorts
You going short shorts
She's alone with her thoughts in the garden of Eden
Garden of Eden
Mustangs
Oblivious to the dogs
And the advances of heathens
The advances of heathens
But every single night
She rides mustangs to her dreams mustangs
Here's to the pigman in the low-rider smokin'
Rollies in the sunset unholy from the road
He guzzles up the rider
He's like pacman when he goes
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
All dream on tonight
Diving mustangs into the night
