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Seventeen Hands lyrics
Call out the soft sound
The four letter word that you found
Call it out
Call out the soft sound
And make it round
Everyone together
Hell for leather over good ground
All caught up and love struck
All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands
Youre all caught up and love struck
Never seem to get enough
And everything you wanted
Gonna get it go aesthetic go
Hold out your left one
The number three finger from your thumb
And put it on, put it on the left one
And lay it down one upon the other
As a measure of the way it stands
All caught up and love struck
All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands
Youre all caught up and mud stuck
Money made on good luck
And everything you wanted
Gonna get it go aesthetic go
So call out youre all fired up
Youre all fired up
Call it out
Call out youre all fired up
Youre all fired up
Call it out
Call out if youre love struck
All caught up with love struck hands around
Call out, you found it out
Cos you always would set it up
Only to let up
Hey, hey those are silver hairs
On your fathers chin
And on your mothers head
Hey, hey those are still laughter lines
On your fathers brow
And round your mothers eyes.
Part of these releases
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- Track 10 on Wall of Arms
- 9 William Powers
- 11 Bag Of Bones
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- Track 10 on Arms of The Wall
- 9 William Powers
- 11 Bag Of Bones
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