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Rustic Overtones Rooms By The Hour

I made a machine that's smarter than me. It took my job and my family. I'm pretty good, but i'm obsolete. I don't get no sleep. That machine works all

Juke blastin faster slow it down if I huff and I puff san i blow it down in every disco in San Francisco I had a chance but I missed though can I write

Are your thoughts breaking? Are your thoughts crushing? Are they naked, are they aching to be pushing? Do you feel clean? I feel that too much and the

You gotta look like this one, miss doll red lipstick pistol you gotta stand up this tall if you're gonna tow the line Make-up, you need more because that

I walked in the bank - the black leather bag tucked tight beneath my arm. When I pulled that .45 I looked into the bankers eyes "Don't you dare pull that

I'll sing it out to you for no other girl will I ever swoon because my heart's filled up and I haven't any room What is the value of a lover that just