Tough is as she does
Wont you slump on over and stir my shuffle down?
For once, devotion is e-nough
But the walk you whittle, another dream, another drink
Over in the basement, not an inch between
I'm yours and I have to leave let ring
Take care, you throaty fare
A shade a-way and a braid a-
long, Shy a day or two
Of what I've done, what I said I wouldn't do; this
poured out picker through a cold 750 there's a
view I barely see let ring
let ring
What if I just showed up tonight, while the
crush is crumbling from the tule fog inside
Like the mark your line
Left without a sound let me in and lay me out
Two rooms of yours, one with the runner and the
other with the run-a-way
And vows a-bound in infidels
Waved a-long and swept away