Black Hollies - Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind Lyrics

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Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind

Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind By Black Hollies?
Oh oh oh,
Oh oh oh Come on, take me back To the place I used to know The girls dressed in their mini skirts and Their knee socks down below Everybody always wants a thing or two Palm trees for surfing for blind Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind Come on, take me back To the place I used to know My lips will do the walking From your head down to your toes Everybody always wants a thing or two Palm trees for surfing for blind Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Good reasons you know I should have left with a Oh pretty baby You can shake your tail feather, But you can never ride the merry go round I I I, I I I Come on, take me back To the place I used to know Oh have mercy on me little girl, Take pity on my soul Everybody always wants a thing or two Palm trees for surfing for blind Crimson reflections through a looking glass mind |
Who Wrote Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind By Black Hollies?
Herbert Joseph Wiley, Jon Gonnelli, Justin Angelo Morey, Scott Bolasci
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What's The Duration Of The Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind By Black Hollies?The duration of Crimson Reflections Through Looking Glass Mind is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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