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Testo Long Hot Summer
Testo Long Hot Summer
Homesick
Homesick and hungry and insulted
There's nothing for me and the nights thick
There's nothing for me in this town
It's just a bad fit
Like wearing fives when you're a size six
Oh ill just cram my foot inside it
And go and dig myself a hole
Oh I'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And I'm not sure that i care
You're like a spider: black on red
And I'd rather be dead then caught in your web
God Help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(Will you just be quiet)
I can't fix this
Oh love needs glue but you bring Pritt stick
And there's no carrot just a big stick
You say we're going for a ride
I can't risk it
I'm rolling fives with all your sixes Oh you say stick but I just twist it
I guess ill spend the day inside
Oh i'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And i'm not sure that I care
You're like a spider: black on red
And I'd rather be dead then caught in your web
God help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(will you just be quiet)
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And all the clouds rolled over my head
And all the clouds rolled over, the clouds rolled over
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And then clouds rolled over my head
I guess I'm going under
Guess I'm going under
Homesick and hungry and insulted
There's nothing for me and the nights thick
There's nothing for me in this town
It's just a bad fit
Like wearing fives when you're a size six
Oh ill just cram my foot inside it
And go and dig myself a hole
Oh I'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And I'm not sure that i care
You're like a spider: black on red
And I'd rather be dead then caught in your web
God Help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(Will you just be quiet)
I can't fix this
Oh love needs glue but you bring Pritt stick
And there's no carrot just a big stick
You say we're going for a ride
I can't risk it
I'm rolling fives with all your sixes Oh you say stick but I just twist it
I guess ill spend the day inside
Oh i'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And i'm not sure that I care
You're like a spider: black on red
And I'd rather be dead then caught in your web
God help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(will you just be quiet)
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And all the clouds rolled over my head
And all the clouds rolled over, the clouds rolled over
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And then clouds rolled over my head
I guess I'm going under
Guess I'm going under
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