[Verse 1] Jesus Christ, girl What are people going to think? When I show up to one of several funerals Ive attended for Grandpa this week With you with me But someones got to help me dig Someones got to help me dig [Verse 2] Jesus Christ, girl It hasnt been long so it seems Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you At the Hollywood Cemetery You kiss on me But we should let this dead guy sleep We should let this dead guy sleep [Verse 3] Jesus Christ, girl I laid up for hours in a daze Retracing the expanse of your American back With Adderall and weed in my veins You came, I think? Because the marble made my cheeks look pink But Im unsure of so many things [Outro] Someones got to help me dig Someones got to help me dig Someones got to help me dig
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