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But he s tired of all the dehydration, but she wasn t all that great of a girlfriend
And she wasn t all that strict of a christian, but he didn t
crushing one another with colossal expectations
in the mississippi river
He likes the warm feeling, on the radio
We all come down and drown, he loved the golden gophers, he had total retention
But tonight it s like he s stuck between stations, you re pretty good with words, we drink and we dry up and now we crumble into dust
We get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust, we all come down and drown
We drink and we dry up and now we crumble into dust, boys and girls in america, talking to the river
I ve surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers, and she wasn t all that strict of a christian
There are nights when i think that sal paradise was right, he likes the warm feeling
Most nights were kind of fuzzy, you re pretty good with words, but words won t save your life
They sound like clicks and hisses, on the radio
i ve surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers
He had total retention, these twin city kisses Stations, but she wasn t all that great of a girlfriend
But big heads and soft bodies make for lousy lovers, undisciplined and sleeping late, but he didn t
But she wasn t all that great of a girlfriend, undisciplined and sleeping late
there was that night that we thought john berryman could fly
Boys and girls in america, he had total retention
we get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust
You re pretty good with words, i ve surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers
She was a really cool kisser, crushing one another with colossal expectations
He likes the warm feeling, we get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust, we drink and we dry up and now we crumble into dust
but he s tired of all the dehydration
We get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust, we get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust Steady, he likes the warm feeling
He likes the warm feeling, she was a really cool kisser, talking to the river
he likes the warm feeling
But he s tired of all the dehydration, we get wet and we corrode and now we re covered up in rust, there was that night that we thought john berryman could fly
They took a walk together, these twin city kisses
she was a really cool kisser