Oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma
She ain't gonna cheat on
The phone don't ring
And the sun refused to shine
Never thought
Well, I've seen all there is to see
And I've
I was caught between the years
Cost me nearly all my
Bad luck streak in dancing school
Down on my knees
You're sposed to sit on you ass and nod at
I hear Mariachi static on my radio
And the tubes
Well, I'm gone to
Way down on Last Breath Farm
I've been
Disorder in the house
The tub runneth over
Plaster's falling down in
I close my eyes, you reappear
I always carry you inside,
Well, he's trying to survive up on Mulholland Drive
He's got
I'm getting tired of you
You're getting tired of me
And it's
I can saw a woman in two
But you won't
I've got a bitter pot of je ne sais quoi
Guess
She tells him she thinks she needs to be free
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