I met a girl on roller skates Ahe had a spare bag, She had lost some weight Where I used to work, She was a waitress She proposed a trade, It was generous
She's gone to houston, Feel like I'm floating in a warm sea And if she finds out when she comes back, I know that she wil leave me
Oh I heard a sign, it was a dull crack It was a clock hand, It was snapping back Oh it wasn't her's, It was the dope's kiss I'll take the blame upon my shoulder, I just love to feel like this
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