I cannot take you out tonight
Doesn't seem I have money
She moves, she smiles, and she deceives
She sees the best
Emily works outside the city
She works from eleven to nine
She's
Empty towns, littering the countryside
With no purpose being there
On an
August 30th, I got the call
The Crescent City had taken
There's got to be a way to get out of
Your lies remind me of a
Song sung yesterday
All those times
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