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New York City
My itchy month of May
has passed for Ms. Onassis
Decay on

I wanna go down
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go like she did

And I can't why
Something good's die
we miss it

Mumbled talk through Park
And Hastings is wasting
they seem to sin
Buy, sell or trade for

I just don't wanna
I just don't wanna
I just don't wanna feel like they

Hollow body for
my coat for a gown
Now way up in my
You know I love you just a little bit

Raisin' nose down to
Smoke after they all trickle in
Anythin', for
And up with nothin'

Simple pimpled man
all over his hands
He's sleepin', not so

I'll mop the for you all
I'm a fly on the
big and listenin'

Burned a hand of a friend of
And now Bub I
That you could fly a high
You told me nothing's gonna come between

And nothing's ever gonna between
Nothing's gonna come between
My truck and me