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Afghan Whigs, The

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Mr. Superlove

By: Afghan Whigs, The
Album: What Jail Is Like (ep)
Patriae: *****
Musicam: *****
Nulla: 95213 ↑+651

Afghan Whigs, The » Mr. Superlove

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The storm was blowing from the south
The blood was running from your mouth
Glass was shattered on the floor
A hundred pieces maybe more
I remember you were crying
Just befoere you sent it flying
Silent sounding pounding on my floor

You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
We had a falling-out

Clothes were lying on the chair
Your face was hidden by your hair
All that i could think of then was
What it must have felt like when you
Were lying naked headlong down the stairs

You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
You may not believe me, baby, when i tell you that i am mr. superlove
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
We had a falling-out


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Afghan Whigs, The » In in album

My World Is Empty Without You/i Hear A Symphony
Little Girl Blue
Mr. Superlove
Now You Know (live)
What Jail Is Like
What Jail Is Like (live)
The Dark End Of The Street

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