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Would you if I remove... MY... UHH?
Nah they. clean.
I mean.
You wanna look at the of...?
1]
My shoes are girl, how about yours?
Here we are on your living room floor
Listening to records from your collection
in between a coma and an erection
Staring at the skin on your shoulder
And you don't take your eyes off my poker
I'm wasted, and as sober as Jehovah
Knocking door to door, trying to to road
That the paved
If she was on your sofa with a beer on a coaster
She'd of 'ya that my game was way over played
no mistake
I love the way you like yogurt and some clover cigarettes
Girl me leg!
So I'ma gonna trade shoes for rollerskates
And I'ma stay happy as long as there is a whore to pay
But of us already spent the rent
So we be content until there isn't no more today
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Those are your
These are my
got issues
2]
My shoes are muddy girl, how yours?
Here we are loungin' on bedroom floor
I'm drunk so I'm looking at your carpet like
Man, fuck the permit, I know where park tonight
It's closing time, the spins are gonna me
They're rolling thick like they know they taking
But not tonight, right, I'ma make some
Get up in system and direct it like a symphony
Let me get to be the man of your
'Cause them meddeling don't understand your sensitivity
Show some
Let me your feet
Let's talk about a pretty and a busy bee
If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, old man
Still my kid beliefs
I know it really your responsibility
So we'll be strait once I take a hit of

Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got
3]
I can't find my girl, how about yours?
I am naked on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you fell
And I'm thanking God that this date was cheap
Sitting down, trying to the liquor down
Light, stars and sounds everything now
Sick bound, the whole twists around
In front of the toilet assume the to drown
Here it comes! Whiskey out bounces all the floor
Now I'm sitting in the mound
I'm just a clown and I'm I found it funny
you tripped over my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't know you rip your gown
Didn't you would shout and get so loud, get so wound
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm out

Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got