Lets put a new coat of paint on this lonesome old town
Set em up, well be knockin em down.
You wear a dress, baby, and Ill wear a tie.
Well laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
All your scribbled lovedreams, are lost or thrown away,
Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowing day
Our love needs a transfusion so lets shoot it full of wine
Fishin for a good time starts with throwinin your line.
(Set em up, well be knockin em down.
You wear a dress, baby, and Ill wear a tie.
Well laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
All your scribbled lovedreams, are lost or thrown away,
Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowing day
Our love needs a transfusion so lets shoot it full of wine
Fishin for a good time starts with throwinin your line.
Kaiser,
Mon 3 Sep 2007, 3:40,
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Oh yeah . . . feelin'it good . . .
Valin I changed glasses while I wasn't looking,
Mon 3 Sep 2007, 3:48,
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