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She up, puts a little makeup on
I'm outside, hope it doesn't take a long time
Cuz I'm to roll while the night is young
But I bite my tongue because of might come

We run till the sunrise, mix the butterflies
Lips locked, tongues
Two inside of the glove box in my ride
She outside and I'm tongue tied

Last she made me mushroom tea
Started touching me, not me much room to breathe
At ease baby girl, looking like a toy
Could you please light a candle and put on some Floyd

I can't handle your noise now, killing my vibe
I to climb inside of my own damn mind
And for the time being like I'm seeing a reason
To please the part of my being that deep as the Aegean Sea

Boston's about to freeze, walking through the leaves
Stop and smell the Peonies, eat a few of these
It's you and me, and we're one and the
Toxins in the add oxygen to the flame because...

Soon it will be cold enough to build
Living in the city and we never see
we've got a tendency to take it too far
But I want to call it a night quite yet

Soon it will be cold enough to build
Grew up in the city and we saw stars
we've got a tendency to take it too far
But I want to call it a night quite yet

The time I saw her sitting at barstool
Peeling the label off of a of harpoon
Our soon to be tune was through the juke box
Got a panoramic of her bandana tube top

boots complimented her daisy dukes
Whiskey on the rocks she trying to get loose
a disguise like the rest of the bar files
All eyed and escaping the hard times

So I into the seat beside her
to die, I thought I'd give it a try
I said, "It's only getting colder, drinking until sober
A quarter of the way through life and older

I want to boulders girl," That's what I told her
And then she with a shrug of her shoulder
"You're popping tags on your clothes while there's on the toes
Of a thousand people froze in the city Winter

Reaching into your bag of lies; hand out all alibis
on women and then you trick them when the cab arrives
What kind of girl do you me for?"
She gave me a and we headed for the door singing...

This is what living looks like, 2 am at
Sipping a natty light, gripping on a fatty type
And I'm feeling of moody from the come down
Chasing the sun round the till we're dumbfounded

Did we grow up to dumb kids
Did we get the notice the vote is to our lids
looking like they just got back from Bisco
Pretending that they in the 60's in San Francisco

Moon rocks got him a hell of a lot
Somebody sell him some pot, want to listen to that
Jibber-jabber so I tell him be back soon
Cats in gas masks get in the back room

All of the noise now killing my vibe
I want to inside of my own damn mind
And for the time being like I'm finally breathing
Freeing the part of my being that deep as the Aegean Sea

Boston's about to freeze, walking through the leaves
Stop and smell the Peonies, maybe eat a few of
It's you and me, and one in the same
Toxins in the brain I got nothing to complain