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

Those are shoes
These are my
got issues
3]
I can't find my shoes girl, how about
Here I am on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you asleep
And I'm thanking God that date was hella cheap
Sitting down, to keep the liquor down
Light, stars and everything flickers now
Sick bound, the 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 mound
I'm just a clown and I'm sorry I found it
When you over my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't know you would rip gown
Didn't you would shout and get so loud, get so wound
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm than a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm out

Those are your
These are my
got issues