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Mates of State - Quit Doin' It lyrics
Humble lady Now that medicine's my art Medicine is art It toughens up default Humble lady Now that medicine's my art Medicine is art It toughens up default Different characters the same Some just do it with poise I could do it again I could do it with poise Numbers, figures and lines All the misty-eyed cards About now I wish to stop The lusterd to wash it off Different characters the same Some just do it with poise I could do it again I could do it with poise Numbers, figures and lines All the misty-eyed cards About now you scrape the tops Just shake it, it's all you got Let us in and who belongs to his mother? The robe fits tight My hands were wide with spots unworn And no, no, no Let us in, remain until you notice how The robe fits tight You shouldn't have gone so far from here And no more medicine in me Different characters the same Some just do it with poise I could do it again I could do it with poise Numbers, figures and lines All the misty-eyed cards |
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