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Honeydogs - Glee lyrics
Got some wine, I got a dozen roses Gotta get there before the Rock closes Before the shit [dumped out] in the street I watch you work that's always a treat Serving up she's got her eye on me She's never happy but they call her Glee What you want say it always clear She'll fill your cup while she [wipe] tear They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you down There's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bed One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee---- Don't want to hear about your old flames I hope they go to an early grave I'm jealous now can't you tell Am I the only one ringin' your bell They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you down There's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bed One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee---- The drunken ass at the bar hollars The world's small and it's geting smaller Get yourself out of whack When your friend talk behind your back They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you down There's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bed One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee---- Come on Glee Come on Glee Yeah, come on Glee--- |
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