Holiday Call
Of Montreal
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[Repeat: x2] Is that you, my Lord Hands on my knee, my Lord Fingers running up my sleeve, my Lord Asking me to leave with you My Lord I freaked at the festival, I'm almost sick again Our memories are sighed away All the TV's are stoned It's no construct for prayer Is that you, my Lord Hands on my knee, my Lord Fingers running up my sleeve, my Lord Asking me to leave with you My Lord I freaked at the festival, I'm almost sick again Our memories are found again All the telephones are stoned It's no construct for prayer Bitch you know it's got to bounce Don't lie to me, Charlize I hardly know you I know enough to stay away No row a boat for you Don't lie to me, Charlize I hardly know you I know enough, enough to stay away No row a boat for you Don't lie to me, Charlize I hardly know you
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Written by: KEVIN BARNES
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