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Eels With Strings Live At Town Hall

and his lawyer are coming back oh my darling, will you be here before I sputter out guess whose living here with the great undead this paint by numbers life is fucking with

With you by my side, they can't keep us down Together we can make it baby, from the poor side of town Together we can make it baby, from the poor side of town

sleeves gets us through all kinds of weather she will always be the only thing that comes between me and the awful sting that comes from living in a

There's nothin' that I wanna do More than get alone and be with you Trouble with dreams is they don't come true And when they do they can catch up to

with a dirty mouth Someone that I can believe We had a window, not open too long But that time is good and gone And if I ever see her again Just walking by with

If you see Natalie Send along this message I know that you been through An awful lot of late Girl, steady the trembling hand That's what you do Girl,

you can't teach a blind man to see well I can see spunky looks good in her bright red wig eating chocolate chip mint ice cream a cat named lola with

more Hey man, now you're really living Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl? Made you feel like it's not such a bad world Hey man, now you're really living

It's a motherfucker being here without you thinking 'bout the good times thinking 'bout the bad and i won't ever be the same it's a motherfucker getting