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

Those are your
These are my
got issues
3]
I can't find my shoes girl, how yours?
I am naked on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you fell
And I'm thanking God this date was hella cheap
Sitting down, to keep the liquor down
Light, and sounds everything flickers now
bound, the whole room twists around
In front of the toilet the position to drown
Here it comes! Whiskey out bounces all over the
Now I'm sitting in the bitches
I'm just a and I'm sorry I found it funny
When you tripped my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't you would rip your gown
Didn't think you would 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 them, I'm getting out

Those are your
These are my
got issues