Lyrics to Two Expletives Short Of Fashion A Statement
Well she's got so many godamns up her sleeve virtues turn to whims then tumbleweed, dust, smoke, and cleared, and all her pending outbursts just caught fire from both stress and passion, turned to ashes; she swept it up to discard in an orderly fashion.
Most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
Well she had a dresser full of pipe dreams but mistook them for a hammock and some hats and up and left them for good will. I tried to buy them back to win her over, but on accident I bought a hammock and some hats, so now she naps all day and dreams of one day buying her dreams back via the internet. Oh boy, I blew it this time.
Most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
Most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
Well she had a dresser full of pipe dreams but mistook them for a hammock and some hats and up and left them for good will. I tried to buy them back to win her over, but on accident I bought a hammock and some hats, so now she naps all day and dreams of one day buying her dreams back via the internet. Oh boy, I blew it this time.
Most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
but most of all, she wont be caught dead in corduroy, white after Labor Day, or you.
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