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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Public Relations”

• By jimmy buffett, 1997 Sanders Mr paperman, go home. listen to me. pretend you had a nightmare, and woke up. this island is a hoodoo, theres death in it, and this is just the beginning. give it up. whatever youve invested, T it and go back to new york. go home. Norman I felt the ground shake Im out of water Critical picture But things aint that bad We could be living In communist china Wearing pajamas And shouting comrade Ill fix the gull reef It will be my salvation Were only talking A few renovations Goodbye to public relations It aint what I do Goodbye forever to public relations Public relations no longer my fate This is my life and this is my island Starting life over is never to (sic) late [speaks, to sheila] Get hippolyte!

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