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Nice 'n' SleazyWe came acoss the West SeaWe didn't have much idea Of the kind of climate waiting We used our hands for guidance Like the children of a preacher Like a dry tree seeking water Or a daughter Nice 'n' sleazy Nice 'n' sleazy does it Does it every time. An angel came from outside Had no halo Had no father With a coat of many colours He spoke of brothers many Wine and women Song aplenty He began to write a chapter In history Nice 'n' sleazy Nice 'n' sleazy does it Does it every time. |