| Trophy Scars – El Cowboy Rojo Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I left my house at a quarter to four Saw my boy Sean at the record store I said "Damn man,it's been way too long" He said, "Hey brother, how it's nice to see ya, Hows your girl, Anna Lucia? Four years with one chick's way too long" "I know this blonde her name's Christina She's just your type I'm sure she'd love to meet ya" Haha Damn, I couldn't believe it I thought my mouth dropped and I tried to (feed?) it The (?) gave me an ulcer But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her Fuck, I mean I love Anna Lucia But the touch of another just seems so "whoa whoa" Maybe I'm better without her What's the use of a name, without a number? Yeah Sean left and said "good luck" Then he jumped into his truck He yelled, "Your secrets safe man, I don't give a fuck" "Okay, gimme her number Thought about it, I'd love to meet her I've got the place if she's got the time" I knew Anna's going out on Sunday staying with her mom til late on monday I know she won't expect a thing I met Christina at her work about it We hit it off and we were both excited I invited her on Sunday for a drink Sunday came quick and so did Christina She shook me harder than Anna Lucia She yelled, and screamed my name i couldn't believe the sin was concieved, the culprit was me christina was sweet but trite? and naive she wasn't for me no doctors agree between misery(mystery?) and small crooked teeth (?) my precious baby anna if only i could tell ya, tell ya i was sorry it was never worth it after the sex we cleaned up our mess then we undressed christina said please, (?) i couldn't agree anna arrived on monday night with tears in her eyes said i ain't your fucking baby tell me i am crazy i am just what i am(?) hope you're fucking happy Get your hands off of my hands, lover I can smell the blood of another Get your hands off of my hands Lover I didn't need to hear this or that I got a woman's intuition as a matter of fact I can still smell the salt and the sex in your red Better hit the road Jack before I cut you up dead So help me god if I catch you alive You'll be (?) so bad that I can't even cry Pack up everything and leave the key Cause I'm headed for the bar and I'm having some drink Get your hands off of my hands, lover |
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| At the Drive-In – Emptiness Is A Mule Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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