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Carlyle Scott King
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Carlyle Scott King
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Lyrics
I want to go to the mountains alone
Buy a plane ticket home
Throw out my phone
Tell everyone Im gone
I'll be back in a moment
Remember that - Keep track
Cause I've a got a soul that could eat yours whole
I got money in my pocket pockets are sewn
I got a whole lot of something, nothing is right
So pull up a chair
Stay the night
Stay the night
I hope you can sleep in a chair
There's no room in my bed
My clothes are everywhere
My room is a mess
Mess is a maid
My maid is not here, she's on a date
And I'm always late
I'm always late, late, lately
I've been feeling as blue as the cloudless skies I want to fly in
I want to be stoned rocked and bouldered
I've got a chip falling off my shoulder
Cause I've a got a soul that could eat yours whole
I got money in my pocket pockets are sewn
I got a whole lot of something
Nothing is right
So pull up a chair and stay the night
Stay the night
Cause I've a got a soul that could eat yours whole
I got money in my pocket pockets are sewn
I got a whole lot of something, nothing is right
So pull up a chair and stay the night
Stay the night
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