Volbeat - Mabellene I Hofteholder

Saturday I love you like gold
Not like the Monday, you pass like a ghost
The fire killed you like a motherless child
I saw you last Sunday at Barbara Hotel...
oh oh oh oh oh- oh babe I'm so sorry, I know where to go...

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