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Daisy Dead Petals daisy dead petals
that is her name she's in her phone booth phase, so underneath the shade of a peppermint tree she can turn it out with a heel on she just rides into town knowing what they'll say, knowing they're around the corner Got a crack in, got a crack in some strange places daisy dead petals, that is her name so maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid, well these dead petals, honey, brought me here she said, "these dead petals, honey, brought me here." dancing on a dime, hearing mother cry maybe she's around the corner got a crack in, got a crack in some strange places on my back with, on my back with some dirty dishes falling down, falling down, all over the river falling down, falling down, falling down wish what i'm feeling could go on like this forever falling down falling down falling down and since we're down might as well stay might as well fry some eggs and wave to the shade of the peppermint tray she's a new friend not a skeleton to ride into town knowing what they'll say, knowing she tastes like a hamburger maid, but "these dead petals, honey, brought me here." she said, "these dead petals, honey, brought me here." |
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