three dime bags and a pick-up truck
I've got 9 so far so I don't give a fuck
blue steel made lock and key
to protect and serve, protect and serve me
a hatin arms writhe and reach and clumbs and fall to the beneath
take the pain of ruby reds that must have clawed their way through a billion beds
a length of rope and decreasing hope
met her by a dumpster shooting dope
a lovesick affability
she ain't to proud but she'll certainly do
in the shade of pines are buried the minds
ready to blow to more temperate climes
believe me when I say I'll do it again
I'm gonna do 10 10 times

ford is fast never in last
3-5-1 we'll beat the sun
how I feel, what sets me free
I take an ounce of you to make a pound of me
yellow blurs sky twisted by turns
bleed visions of stains and panty raids
prettiest filly down in o.b.t. trapped in a suitcase in the everglades
gray canyons of blood
poisoned by the mud
streaked faces painted white silent as mimes
keep them rollin rollin on a disassembly line
if no one drops a dime I'm gonna do 10 10 times


Lyrics submitted by bcska, edited by imbtween

Tallahassee Tango song meanings
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