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science from the cooking pot mixing up with the air
I got a real good mind to beat you senseless
Now this shady dirt road is feelin' cool beneath my feet
At night all the faces light up as the players take the field
Feeling alone but we are here, paying the toll for our little world
His mother shudders at the sight of him, his pappy is a businessman
I like the way you move in your blue stilleto shoes
He's his mama's pride, he's his daddy's last heartbreak
Well I feel a little bit easier knowing that you're here
I need no license to ride
Well I seen your sister naked, ain't nothing I tried to see
The blue jay flew a little too low down today
Words living in translation, flowers under glass
Tigers circlin' the tree, they make butter on our bread
You better wave your hands if you need a breeze
But I really love to watch you talk your talk
Who'd shoot first and ask questions later if anybody messed with you
Oh place your bets boys, get out the gate in time
The morning's breaking woke us long enough
Whompin' up some biscuits for us all
This time I can't hear the pinball machine
This is just another story, whisper the walk you walk
Well she walked into the room wearing a gator skin suit
The lights of the town are fading with the radio
There were plenty for our heads, we were something to see
Best thing about New Year's is the Christmas lights
Lately it seems I've been having these dreams of laughin' in African air
I didn't see you were right next to me
He used to pop tops on Saturday, he was sippin in the sun
In this house I make more shadows than you
