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>I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
>But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, She's bad
>Her stories are boring and stuff
>She's always calling my bluff
>The subway is a porno
>You are a past dinner, the last winner
>I'm raping all around me
>Until the last drop is behind you, oh
>Sleep tight, grim rite
>We have two hundred couches where you can
>Sleep tight, grim rite
>This is a concept, this is a bracelet
>This isn't no intervention
>I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye
>I think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try
>Because friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell
>But she once fell through the street Down a manhole in that bad way
>The underground drip Was just like her scuba days
>Well, she was my catatonic sex toy, love-joy diver
>She went down, down, down there into the sea
>Yeah, she went down, down, down there
>Down there for me, right on
>Oh yeah, right on
>My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives
>He carries them all over the town at least he tries
>Oh look, it stopped snowing
>My best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard
>She says brief things, her love's a pony
>My love's subliminal