Tag
Read Tag lyrics by Dressy Bessy on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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Tag
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Lets hear another song
About the girl whos seen it all
She was seventeen comin up on eighty
Let me tell you from the start
I'm gonna try to do my part
But this big old world does nothing but escape me
With parting gifts and childish fits
My rubber soul is made of this
The comfort of my childhood bliss
Have made me cover up the dull inside
Become the apple of an eye
I'm gasping at the sight of eyes adoring me
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Who performs "Tag"?
Dressy Bessy performs "Tag", and this lyric page sits inside the Dressy Bessy catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to 2 My Question and Baby, I'd Wear You Like A Gun On My Hip with a short reason for opening each page next.
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