steve april vocal, guitar
adam reed, drums, bass
bryon tosoff toy piano, roland, strings
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a femme fatale, w a gun...
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Coffee and Chocolate
when he looked through all the glitter
she had an ordinary pretty face,
but she wasn’t a quitter/ no no no,
she was a go-getter, in any kind of weather
when she wanted to go someplace.
Chorus
she likes coffee and chocolate, in the month of May,
coffee and chocolate, her way.
la la la handle w care/ a vandal on the stair
she grew up on the poor side, where wheels turn round and round,
you’re dead before you hit the ground.
she grew up on the poor side, where just to survive,
she shot my friend with a cold steel .45. (fx)
Instrumental
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