Urban Drip
Palehound
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You got your paycheck Blew it all that afternoon On mall sunglasses, fees for classes Back to school Then we drove and you laughed And pointed out the bars Where you had sex in bathrooms Wet with urban drips And you admit It was gross but you were having fun And I feel gross But not the way that you and I know You play your heart out Every Tuesday open mic Now you got your own show Name on posters, Friday night I didn't realize how badly I've been itching Just to hear your voice singing in a quiet room With no one texting or yelling at the bar and being rude And you are music but not the kind they listen to, no You are music but not the kind they listen to, no You are music but not the kind they listen to, no You are music but not the kind they listen to, no You are music but not the kind they listen to, no
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Written by: Ellen Kempner
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