I dare not say The way I feel About your inability to Suck it up and win the game Chew me up and spit me out Its been a long ugly winter I need a sunbath, a winning horse Of course, Im not complaining Im simply dying Yes, Im waiting Got a good love left Good Lord willing Got a tractor to tow The house on fantasy farm For the new corn belt To the new Bible belt Take me to the pilot light And sing me to sleep You fantasy creep
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