Golden Brown

Golden brown, texture like sun
Lays me down, with my mind she runs
Throughout the night, no need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown

Every time, just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown

Golden brown, finer temptress
Through the ages she’s heading west From far away, stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown

The Stranglers – Golden Brown

golden brown us, July 8 2018

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