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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany lyrics and chords of: Basement Kiss by Wendy James
  Suggestions and corrections are always welcome! date: 95/10/15
 
  Lucy Grace can't show her face
  Down in the North End Road
  For in Belgravia
  Rumors have been whispered
  And suggestions have been made
  Did you sell your frieds out
  When the heat got too intense?
  You say you like the danger
  But it's only a pretense
  You say you need the money
  When everybody knows you can always    Fall back on you inheritance
                               Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms                               Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide?                         Only fingertips from forbidden bliss                                Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?
 
  Who's that sneaking 'round the door?
  You can't come here no more
  Can't you go home again?
  She used to sit alone for hours
  Spend her evening watering dried flowers
 
  When her mother came to stay
  And finally went to bed
  Lucy Grace was in the frontroom
  Shooting through your
  She tried to take your breath away                               And give you something else instead
                               Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms                               Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide?                         Only fingertips from forbidden bliss                                Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?
 
  Next year she'll serve her function
  In that Audrey Hepburn hat
  It still won't suit her much
  But she'll get over that
  She'll be pale and feign indifference
  As they're handing out the prizes
  Spilling Daddy's pearls of wisdom
  And her ugly sister's tranquilisers
                            Why were you so tardy putting up your guard?                            When you hurt so easily and you try so hard                              Did you bruise your arms on these false alarms                               Did you bruise your pride on his smile so snide?                         Only fingertips from forbidden bliss                                Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?
  
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