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Chris Garneau - So Far lyrics
like the touch of my mother's hand on my head i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed we've ruined all the new pots and the metal in the egg crate cots but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far The dishwasher's on now cleaning somehow the baby bits of hamburger helper that dried too soon we leave out the milk and it rots and the mayonnaise that we get from Tops but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far You love good but i think you should go home, honey cuz we haven't got any money Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed we've ruined all the new pots and the metal in the egg crate cots but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far |
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