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Angus Julia Stone Jewels And Gold

things, like jewels and gold. I?m rolling down, I?m rolling down to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and

the things Like jewels and gold The circus came then packed up their things When there?s no one around We?ll be high as kings, without the things Like jewels and gold

things, like jewels and gold. I?m rolling down, I?m rolling down to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and