"Portland" as written by and Paul Westerberg....
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared an airplane ride for lunch
Sitting in between a ghost and a walking bowl of punch

Can you play a little hun
Predicting ?
I'll predict we'll have a drink

Lost my money on a first hand
Got burned on a big fat king

And your ears just wanna ring
And your eyes just wanna close
Nothing changing I suppose

It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

Look out for you'll catch cold
Serving ?

But at least he's going home
Sittin' like a back woods junky
Cut down ?

Look at that funny monkey
Puttin silver in his cup

And your silver turns to rust
And your second hand close
Trust no one I suppose

It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared a pack of lies for lunch

Credit card almighty
Bringing in the next little bunch

When you owe me on a hunch
And your eyes just wanna close
There's nothing changing I suppose

Well it's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

Well it's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no

It's too late to turn
It's too late I know
Portland
Portland


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"Portland" as written by Paul Westerberg

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