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Soul Coughing - Misinformed lyrics
His eyes go funny, you can't place why. All dolled up in bellhop drag. It is like a burden to the beat, to the long gone. I was once misinformed about your intentions. Were you right to burn the rock star? Were you right to drop the roster? One dollar bill, one dollar bill. Nah nah nah. |
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