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Would you prefer if I remove... MY...
Nah they. clean.
I mean.
You wanna look at the of...?
1]
My are clean girl, how about yours?
Here we are sitting on your living room
Listening to some records your collection
Boredom; in between a and an erection
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 door to door, to walk to road
That the paved
If she was here on your sofa a beer on a coaster
of told 'ya that my game was way over played
Make no
I love the way you taste like yogurt and some clover
show 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 spent the
So we be content until there isn't no more today
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Those are shoes
These are my
got issues
2]
My shoes are muddy girl, how yours?
Here we are loungin' on bedroom floor
I'm really drunk so I'm at your carpet like
Man, the permit, I know where I'ma park tonight
It's closing time, the are gonna visit me
rolling thick like they know they taking victory
But not tonight, right, I'ma make some
Get up in your system and direct it a symphony
Let me get to be the man of mystery
'Cause them meddeling kids don't understand your
some sympathy
Let me kiss feet
talk about a pretty bird and a busy bee
If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, old man
Still following my kid
I know it isn't your responsibility
So be strait once I take a hit of Listerine

Those are your
are my shoes
We've got
3]
I can't my shoes girl, how about yours?
Here I am on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you fell
And I'm thanking God this date was hella cheap
Sitting down, trying to keep the down
Light, stars and sounds everything now
Sick bound, the whole room around
In front of the assume the position to drown
Here it comes! Whiskey out bounces all over the
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 know you would rip gown
Didn't you would shout and get so loud, get so wound
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the you keep them, I'm getting out

Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got