Morrissey - The Last of Famous International Playboys Lyrics
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The Last of Famous International Playboys
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What Are The Lyrics For The Last of Famous International Playboys By Morrissey?
Dear hero imprisoned
With all the new crimes that you are perfecting Oh, I can't help quoting you Because everything that you said rings true And now in my cell (well, I followed you) And here's a list of who I slew Reggie Kray, do you know my name? Oh, don't say you don't Please say you do, (oh, oh) I am The last of the famous International playboys The last of the famous International playboys And in my cell (well, I loved you) And every man with a job to do Ronnie Kray - do you know my face? Oh, don't say you don't Please say you do, (oh, oh) I am The last of the famous International playboys The last of the famous International playboys In our lifetime those who kill The news world hands them stardom And these are the ways On which I was raised These are the ways On which I was, which I was raised I never wanted to kill I am not naturally evil Such things I do Just to make myself More attractive to you Have I failed? Oh Oooh, oooh, yeaah, nooo, nooo (pa ramp-amp-amp) Nooo, nooo, yeaah, yeaah, nooo (pa ramp-amp-amp) Nooo, nooo, yeaah, nooo, yeaah (pa ramp-amp-amp) Nooo, nooo, yeaah, nooo, yeaah Oooh The last of the famous International playboys The last of the famous International playboys |
Who Wrote The Last of Famous International Playboys By Morrissey?
Stephen Brian Street, Steven Morrissey
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