White Belly
written by Tanya Donelly & Fred Abong

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That was some hurricane
Rode in on the back of a heart attack
Made a mistake
On a fire escape
In San Francisco
Worked my way back in a hallway
In L.A.

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Too long, too lame
Now I'm gone

Somewhere to sleep
Somewhere to sleep
Somewhere to scrape your body
Off my feet

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Too long, too lame
Now I'm gone

White belly up in the sun
(White belly up in the sun)
White belly up in the sun
(White belly up in the sun)

I'm still diving
For the big one

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Put on your black dress
(White belly up in the sun)
Float on your back
(White belly up in the sun)

Too long, too lame
(Too long, too lame)
Now I'm gone

White belly up in the sun
(White belly up in the sun)
White belly up in the sun
(White belly up in the sun)

"White Belly" appears on the Belly release Star. Live version available on the Belly single release Seal My Fate (Live) One. Lyrics reprinted without permission.
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