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(Matraca Berg/Jimmy Fadden) Why do I lie here like this Paralyzed by the truth in your kiss You think that I don't know there's someone else I
The safe cannot protect failing vision Frigid architect, the ranks are thinning out They have flaws they are not detecting now Measure in degrees
Jimmy Buffet ain’t never hurt nothin’ When you’re sitting by the sand and the sea So tip it on back, no shirt, ball cap Yeah, everything’s feelin’
It's ninety-three degrees, And the radio says a storm front's movin' in Sure is hot There's a double feature down at the Fox, But everybody's
I strike up a full sprint with the day the planet turns to ashes breathing down my neck hellish degrees and armageddon summer running with
Lyrics went entertaining capability (Now that's the realest, see, all around 360 degrees) I'm givin' you what you want, want I'm givin' you what you
that front door Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes Not a metaphor, then I start towards That front, that’s right, where you check
open that front door Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes Not a metaphor, then I start towards That front, that’s right, where
to stae By the way, guess who made his license plates Thought I was finished, down, going through the blues Here's a hundred dollars, go buy some new
(Food clothes medicine) Heh, so y'all know it's nearly a hundred and ten degrees in this f***in' vulgar room domain. Got the motherf***in' face
Call me Jimmy Supa-fly I say working them to death You hear the linen in the falling in place Tip-toe through the door then vacant the premises without
me while I Jimmy Hentwist the rhyme Hey Joe, could you tell me if 6 was 9? NICKATINA You know I spit technique to the freshest freak Gimme a call you