: I don't want no crying' All upon my sleeve I just want somebody Who got no place to be? You call me up on Tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night Looking
: I don't want no crying All upon my sleeve I just want somebody Who got no place to be? You call me up on Tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night Looking
: You'd be surprised if you looked through the eyes of a nova Not recognizing the molehills on top of the star Cheerful and swollen he waves from his
I don't want no cryin' All upon my sleeve I just want somebody Who got no place to be You call me up on Tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night Lookin'
You certainly aren't the victim shocked as you may seem the mna stands up for chivalry when it's fuck you on the street I can't say how many times it
you'd be surprised if you looked through the eyes of a nova not recognizing the molehills on top of the star cheerful and swollen he waves from his seat
I can feel my bones decay I haven't got a thing to say I never thought I could end up this way maybe I should have known but now my cover's blown
My Accordion is shining in the light of the moon from the sky And I sit here alone and drinking with the windows and doors open wide My hand got tired
I don't want no crying All upon my sleeve I just want somebody Who got no place to be? You call me up on Tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night Looking
Though I didn't mention I prayed for you that day You left Glasco and your shell and sailed back to the bay And though it was predicted old times always
I don't care about your life What's done is done I found someone else Where were you when everything was dead inside? I know I'm not supposed to be the
You'd be surprised if you looked through the eyes of a nova Not recognizing the molehills on top of the star Cheerful and swollen he waves from his
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