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Stoned Like A White Balloon

This song is by Prima Donnas and appears on the album Drugs Sex And Discotheques (2001).

I had dinner with Coco Chanel
(Did you have? Or could you tell?)
Baked Alaska from Madagascar, I assume
(So goes the tune, baby)
Stoned
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(I'm stoned)
Like a white balloon
Spent a summer at the Poconos
(Did you fall with your face in the snow?)
I can't remember. It felt December in June
So goes the tune, baby
Stoned
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(I'm stoned)
Like a white balloon
And I could barely move at all under your parasol
I had a dream of all the heavy hands
Sliding under cotton straps and over sunburnt backs
Softly swaying in the inky blue
(And you never understand. Situation's all in hand)
I could barely move at all under your parasol
(From the highest hill I ran)
I had a dream of all the heavy hands
(Every motor must be oiled. There's a plan that can't be foiled)
Sliding under cotton straps and over sunburnt backs
(Only bad eggs can be boiled)
Softly swaying in the inky blue
Softly swaying in the inky blue
Softly swaying in the inky blue
Smothered by your drowsy kisses
(And see a world in letterboxed edition)
The sky was heavy with every kiss you blew
(Fantastic news)
Sipping brandy near the Eiffel Tower
(And read your diaries from your lazy hours)
Every page was the same. I'd meet an old flame or two
(So goes the tune, baby)
Stoned
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(I'm stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon
(Stoned)
Like a white balloon