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Paroles : Kisses On The Wind
Kisses on the wind
Blow them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
At the corner shop, halfway down the block
All the radios pumping to the way she walks
Past the flyboys art, where her name's engraved
"Sweet liberty" is what it says
Down this wild street walks, walks a child with no trace
Of ever being as young as her sister is
A local neighborhood crush, the boys would hide out and watch
Her hanging washing on the line all the time
More like a woman, she just walks like one
She was the first girl to turn the boys on
Boys, boys, wrapped around her finger
So young, making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they're gone she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
At the corner shop, halfway down the block
All the radios pumping to the way she walks
Past the flyboys art, where her name's engraved
"Sweet liberty" is what it says
More like a woman, she just walks like one
She was the first girl to turn the boys on
Boys, boys, wrapped around her finger
So young, making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they're gone she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
Blow them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
At the corner shop, halfway down the block
All the radios pumping to the way she walks
Past the flyboys art, where her name's engraved
"Sweet liberty" is what it says
Down this wild street walks, walks a child with no trace
Of ever being as young as her sister is
A local neighborhood crush, the boys would hide out and watch
Her hanging washing on the line all the time
More like a woman, she just walks like one
She was the first girl to turn the boys on
Boys, boys, wrapped around her finger
So young, making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they're gone she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
At the corner shop, halfway down the block
All the radios pumping to the way she walks
Past the flyboys art, where her name's engraved
"Sweet liberty" is what it says
More like a woman, she just walks like one
She was the first girl to turn the boys on
Boys, boys, wrapped around her finger
So young, making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they're gone she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
Kisses on the wind
She blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
She blows, she blows them kisses on the wind
