歌词
Tough-is-as-she-does, won't you slump on over and stir my shuffle down?
For once, devotion is enough. But the walk you whittle:
another dream, another drink.
(over in the basement, not an inch between I'm yours and I have to leave.)
Take care, you throaty fare; a shade away, a braid along,
shy a day or two of what I've done; what I said I wouldn't do.
This poured out picker? Through a cold 750, there's a view I barely see.
What if I just showed up tonight, while the crush was crumbling
from the tule fog inside; like the mark you left w/o a sound.
Let me in and lay me out.
Two rooms of yours: one w/ a runner, the other w/ a runaway,
and vows abound in infidels:
waved along and swept away.
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