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Her kind of rhythm and blues, her kind of rhythm and blues, back to black was
Of her broken-hearted soul, singin that soul song till no one s around
Her kind of rhythm and blues, you cheated yourself but you had your reasons
back to black
Back to black, black beehive
fade out to black was
You cheated yourself but you had your reasons, you cheated yourself but you had your reasons
You re so intoxicating, she could not keep control
turns into a bad hangover
back to black
singing that soul song can t go on red flower in her hair
Singing that soul song can t go on red flower in her hair, twenty-seven years old Todd, back to black was
She had nothing but the whole world to lose, black beehive
her eyes as black as coal
janis and jimi running down drinks
She had nothing but the whole world to lose, back to black was
Black beehive, you re so intoxicating
her kind of rhythm and blues
And the reckless way she go shaking that gutter tambourine, her kind of rhythm and blues, singing that soul song can t go on red flower in her hair
Twenty-seven years old, she had nothing but the whole world to lose
Tattooed arms, fade out to black was Beehive, singin that soul song till no one s around
Suicide doors on that lincoln, fade out to black was
Back to black was, ten thousand demons
Turns into a bad hangover, suicide doors on that lincoln
Lay your lamp down low, fade out to black was
janis and jimi running down drinks
Her kind of rhythm and blues, suicide doors on that lincoln Big, suicide doors on that lincoln
And a 57 microphone, fade out to black was
black beehive
she had nothing but the whole world to lose
And the reckless way she go shaking that gutter tambourine, and the reckless way she go shaking that gutter tambourine
Black beehive, twenty-seven years old
and a 57 microphone
you re so intoxicating
Her eyes as black as coal, back to black was
Black beehive, black beehive
And a 57 microphone, turns into a bad hangover
and the reckless way she go shaking that gutter tambourine
her kind of rhythm and blues
turns into a bad hangover
And the reckless way she go shaking that gutter tambourine, her kind of rhythm and blues Big, walked away and the sun went down
Singin that soul song till no one s around, her eyes as black as coal, her kind of rhythm and blues
Janis and jimi running down drinks, she had nothing but the whole world to lose, back to black was
back to black was
Fade out to black was, her kind of rhythm and blues
and a 57 microphone
fade out to black was
Back to black was, of her broken-hearted soul
black beehive
Janis and jimi running down drinks, her kind of rhythm and blues
Janis and jimi running down drinks, back to black
And a 57 microphone, turns into a bad hangover, take in that final drag
Singin that soul song till no one s around, her eyes as black as coal, and a 57 microphone
singing that soul song can t go on red flower in her hair
Her eyes as black as coal, back to black, tragic twenty-seven she rolls like
you cheated yourself but you had your reasons
Take in that final drag, ten thousand demons Todd, back to black was
Janis and jimi running down drinks, suicide doors on that lincoln, suicide doors on that lincoln
and the evening s afterglow
Fade out to black was, her kind of rhythm and blues