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New York soothing
My itchy month of May
Time has for Ms. Onassis
on display

I don't go down
I don't go down
I don't wanna go like she did

And I can't why
Something gotta die
we miss it

Mumbled talk through Pigeon
And Hastings is wasting
Religiously seem to sin
Buy, or trade for amens

I just wanna feel
I just wanna feel
I just don't feel like they feel

Hollow body for
my coat for a gown
Now way up in my
You know I you just a little bit more

Raisin' nose to chin
Smoke after smoke all trickle in
Anythin', for
And up with nothin'

pimpled young man
Sores all over his
sleepin', not so silently

I'll mop the for you all
I'm a fly on the
Really big and

Burned a hand of a of mine
And now Bub I
That you could fly a high
You told me nothing's ever come between

And ever gonna come between
Nothing's gonna come between
My truck and me