Sunday, October 17, 2004

Had me a trick and a kick and your message
You'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole
Then thought that I could decipher your message
There's no one here, dear, no one at all
And if I'm wasting all your time this time
Maybe you never learned to take
And if I'm hanging on to your shade
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
And southern men can grow gold, can grow pertty
(You can tell me it's over, it's over)
Blood can be pertty like a delicate man
(You can tell me over, over your shoulder)
Copper to steel, to a hinge that is faltered
(You can tell me it's over, it's over)
That let's you in, let's you in, let's you in
(Come in Houston)
And if I'm wasting all your time this time
I guess you never learned to take
And if I'm hanging on to your shade
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
Something's just, something's just keeping you numb
You told me last night you were a sun now
With your very own devoted satellite
Happy for you and I am sure that I hate you
Two suns too many, too many able fires
And you've been wasting all my time this time
(You can tell me it's over)
I said, you never learned to take
(You can tell me over, over your shoulder)
And if I'm hanging on to your shade
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
Had me a trick and a kick and your message
You'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole

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