| Madame Morse estate stood five hundred years
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| Painted black by love bathed in widows' tears
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| She had a maid, the maid remained to tend her
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| She tied and drowned her when she caught her in bed with her gardener
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| But she loves him (yeah-yeah), she loves him (yeah-yeah)
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| And how she loves that estate, estate, estate…
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| She wouldn’t concede out of vanity that
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| Her servant would ever find her love
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| Her reflection would cry down in the lake
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| Where she threw the corpse for all time
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| Oh, madame, sad is this estate
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| Love blew the roof of your estate
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| Madame, mad mad love, madame, cheer up!
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| Madame Morse estate fell one summer’s day
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| Rolling down to the water where the madams made pants to her mother,
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| she loves her
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| She loves her (yeah-yeah), oh, and how she loves her (yeah-yeah)
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| And how she loves that estate, estate, estate…
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| She wouldn’t concede out of vanity that
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| Her servant would ever find her love
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| Her reflection would cry down in the lake
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| Where she threw the corpse for all time
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| Oh, madame, sad is this estate
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| Love blew the roof of your estate
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| Madame, mad mad love, madame, mad mad love
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| Madame, or love that’s mad? |
| Cheer up! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song L'estat (acc. to the widow's maid) , by - Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti. Song from the album Before Today, in the genre Иностранный рок