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Cross Canadian Ragweed Soul Gravy

On the floor now, on the floor now It's started again, it's started again Close the door now, close the door now Won't you let me in, won't you let me

She's got a smile a million miles long Got a trail of cryin' and leavin' songs You don't know and you don't care You're completely unaware Sometimes

Got one foot in front of the other Got the wind at my back Got the bluebird of happiness on my shoulder Along with everything I could pack Won't get

Sittin' there with you hair all in your face Tears are fallin' like they're in a race You look down, you look around, then you look up again You get

I got a number in my pocket Keep it in my wallet, right on my hip When my paycheck's steady, I'm damn good and ready I toll it up to my lip, and I go

your head. Well, memories, they're over-rated: All they do is get you down an' frustrated, And who needs that on their back? Starting over, cold turkey, Washin' your soul

Good mornin' California How long has it been? I know your sky could help me fly Out of this shape I'm in I polished off another bottle Some old cheap