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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 sitting on your living floor
Listening to some from your collection
Boredom; in between a coma and an
Staring at the skin on your shoulder
And you take your eyes off my poker face
I'm wasted, and your as as Jehovah
Knocking to door, trying to walk to road
That the Mormon's
If she was on your 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 like yogurt and some cigarettes
Girl me leg!
So I'ma trade these shoes for rollerskates
And stay happy just as long as there is a whore to pay
But some of us already the rent
So we can't be content until isn't no more today
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Those are shoes
These are my
got issues
2]
My are muddy girl, how about yours?
Here we are loungin' on bedroom floor
I'm really drunk so I'm looking at carpet like
Man, the permit, I know where I'ma park tonight
It's closing time, the spins are visit me
They're rolling thick like know they taking victory
But not tonight, right, I'ma make some
Get up in your system and it like a symphony
Let me get to be the man of your
them meddeling kids don't understand your sensitivity
Show sympathy
Let me kiss your
Let's talk about a bird and a busy bee
If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, old man
following my kid beliefs
I it isn't really your responsibility
So we'll be once I take a hit of Listerine

Those are shoes
These are my
got issues
3]
I can't find my shoes girl, how yours?
Here I am naked on your bathroom
I got faded, and you asleep
And I'm thanking God that this date was cheap
Sitting down, trying to keep the down
Light, stars and sounds everything now
bound, the whole room twists around
In front of the assume the position to drown
Here it comes! out bounces all over the floor
Now I'm sitting in the bitches
I'm just a clown and I'm sorry I it funny
you tripped over my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't know you would rip your
Didn't you would shout and get so loud, get so wound
I'm drunk, but I'm more than a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm out

Those are your
These are my
got issues