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Victoria Paris
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'touch the stars than hit the ground in this escape from reality Town ' Made # 1 in Acoustic & Acoustic Folk
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L W. Hunt/ Dom Graham
LW Hunt 2007
Wide Open is the Gate
Wed Sep 05, 2007
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
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» highest in charts:   # 1   (125,955 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 1   (16,468 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Folk)
Lyrics
“ Victoria Paris”
Guitars and girls Hot rods and pearls---------------------------verse 1
Calling For vertical Slaves
In this horizontal world
Victoria Paris Is flirting
Her Tits on your TV and
Looking for a suitor just like me
Chorus)
Where the line ups are long in these neon nights
Some go left some go right
Cry like a baby or Laugh like clown
In this escape from reality town

Rattle snake shadows shapes on the lawn
Dam this sh*** when the buzz is gone
Touch The stars then hit the ground
In this escape from reality town

Where Victoria Paris Is writing a script ---------------------verse 2
On your TV to make you believe in
Champagne bottles & limousines
Candy cut girls with Lipstick dreams are
Falling like rain from the Money Machine
Calling Cain to the Poison the scène
Where the line ups are long in these neon nights
Some go left some go right
Cry like a baby or Laugh like clown
In this escape from reality town

Night mare dreams shakes in the dawn
Dam this sh*** when the buzz is gone
Touch The stars then hit the ground
In this escape from reality town

Pull the blinds and kill this song
Dam this sh*** when the buzz is gone
Touch The stars then hit the ground
In this escape from reality town-------------repeat 1verse
Gutairs and girls Hotrods pearls------------verse 1
Calling For vertical Slaves
In this horizontal world
Victoria Paris Is pushing
Her skirt on your TV and
Looking for a shooter just like me
Chorus)

Where the line ups are long in these neon nights
Some go left some go right
Cry like a baby or Laugh like clown
In this escape from reality town

Broken heart Battles snakes in the barn
Dam this sh*** when the buzz is gone
Touch The stars then hit the ground
In this escape from reality town
In this escape from reality town
In this escape from reality town
_________L W Hunt