The Storm
Connor Wilson
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I like belts, that wrap around your waist I like pretty girls who don't give a damn that their shoes unlaced An itch in the ear can only mean one thing That someone's singing about you and what you said last spring Even the man from Galilee climbed that tree Just to hear you sing My banjo makes a noise But all my songs are nothing to your voice For even Solomon in all his glory Was outshined by a lily, least that's what I've been told And the queen of the south and the girl from Spain Watch me search in vain for a hand to hold Your skins got goosebumps I pull you in my arm To keep us warm through the storm And to Caesar I appeal, To Caesar ill go Just to say hello And my brown shirt girl Keeps me warm, keeps me smiling through the storm
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