Anyhow I know it's not right to make a space cause you can
But you're far enough around the bend the thoughts you don't need to
Said you know em
And you can
Well don't you just like it cause you don't know what to call it
And I could
Run back but I don't want to be that small
Cause all these, dogs tend to
Take our time in dark rooms
It's a good thing, being lonesome
When ya ain't lookin' to be rude
Any how you cut it you can ask for what you want
If what you want
I have
Any how you cut it you can ask for what you want
If what you want
I have
And don't you, think bad I know you tried to have it on you
And I could Run back but I don't want a drink that tall
All our limbs
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All our limbs
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All our limbs
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