We were right as rain in the front porch swing Dying for open ears I need a hand that fits, I need some skin to slip Some sleeves that I can wear Dragged along through spring with no sway Cant eat, cant sleep, cant sing Every move I make is cautious Im such a waste We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, Im coming again Sharing drags of 9s and sips of gin, blonde to brown We can get back again, we can get back again Were not made of money, we dont talk or laugh We can plant a garden, we get it back We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, Oh, Im coming again Im coming again, Im coming again Im coming again, woah oh, woah oh Were not made of money, we dont talk or laugh We can plant a garden, we get it back We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, Oh, Im coming again Im coming again, Im coming again Im coming again
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