I knew a girl, a beautiful girl, she tore me inside.
Black hair in curls, sun bitten swirls impaled my pride.
Ohh Ohh Oooohhhh
Whats left to say? Whats left to say?
She threw me away.
Holes at my kness, a trillion degrees.
Rotting palm trees.
So late one summer night, the warm breeze oh so right,
We went for a little ride.
Mojave hears no cries, No far off ghostly sighs
And yah the Gila's did dine swell that night.
Dimwitted girl, beautiful girl
She tore me inside.
Holes at my knees, a trillion degrees
Rotting palm trees.
So late one summer night, the warm breeze oh so right,
We went for a little ride.
Mojave hears no cries, No far off ghostly sighs
And yah the Gila's did dine fine that night.
This album is fuckin fantastic; you can't make out more than two lyrics, but it couldn't matter less because these songs are solid, catchy, and just good rocknroll. SéanceintheSun
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