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I am downtown now to make my living Stepping in women, sin, mortuary

All my uncles are watching over me

The women were good, they beat me at pool Lamborghini underwear

Devil tells me I ain’t really living

Snake as boot, pistol, tube, secretary

Lace and nylon they wear to blow me

A person can dream, the bobbin can weave Zebra-printed underwear

Some nights is hard to believe the curtain blowing ain’t alive Brings me a nurturing feeling floating past my starcat eyes

I love you

Shelled out all my money at the gas bar Jerry-rigged pickup tricked out with a jar Place these items on counter forty:

A six-pack of beer, two nuts and a deer Television underwear

Some nights is hard to believe the curtain blowing ain’t alive Brings me a nurturing feeling floating past my starcat eyes

I love you

But I wish you would keep better grace

Leather polish Skoal contained at box store Picture me, two or three, out with my Pa Saint and polish the crystal paint job

My betters are here, right here in my ear My betters are here, right here in my ear