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Would you prefer if I remove... MY...
Nah they. clean.
I mean.
You wanna look at the of...?
1]
My shoes are clean girl, how about
Here we are on your living room floor
Listening to some records your collection
Boredom; in a coma and an erection
Staring at the skin on shoulder blades
And you don't your eyes off my poker face
I'm wasted, and your as sober as
Knocking door to door, trying to walk to
the Mormon's paved
If she was here on sofa with a beer on a coaster
She'd of told 'ya my game was way over played
Make no
I love the way you taste yogurt and some clover cigarettes
Girl me leg!
So gonna trade these shoes for rollerskates
And I'ma stay just as long as there is a whore to pay
But of us already spent the rent
So we can't be content until isn't no more today
repeat 2X]
Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got
2]
My shoes are girl, how about yours?
Here we are loungin' on bedroom floor
I'm really so I'm looking at your carpet like
Man, the permit, I know where I'ma park tonight
It's closing time, the are gonna visit me
They're rolling like they know they taking victory
But not tonight, right, I'ma make some
Get up in your and direct it like a symphony
Let me get to be the man of your
'Cause them kids don't understand your sensitivity
Show some
Let me kiss your
talk about a pretty bird and a busy bee
If I to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, dirty old man
Still my kid beliefs
I know it isn't really responsibility
So we'll be once I take a hit of Listerine

Those are your
are my shoes
We've got
3]
I find my shoes girl, how about yours?
I am naked on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you asleep
And I'm thanking God that date was hella cheap
Sitting down, trying to the liquor down
Light, stars and sounds everything now
Sick bound, the room twists around
In front of the toilet the position to drown
it comes! Whiskey out bounces all over the floor
Now I'm in the bitches mound
I'm just a clown and I'm sorry I found it
When you tripped over my and hit the ground
Didn't you would rip your gown
Didn't think you would shout and get so loud, get so
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm out

Those are shoes
These are my
We've got