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You Love Me
02:23
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What can I say
To make you feel the same way
That I do
All I've said to you
Is "I love you"
But why don't you love me too?
Ive talked to you on the telephone
I've made you laugh, I've made you cry
But now that the shoe is on the other foot
I'm sobbing
All I've said to you
Is "I love you"
But why don't you love me too?
Well I guess this is it
I don't want to be one of those crazy stalker guys
But why don't you love me
Why don't you love me
Why don't you love me like I love you?
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Mukilteo
03:06
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I shaved my beard today
So I could impress you
One last time
Before you go
You swore cause the M's lost
Well, I did too
I just want to be
A fraction of you, yeah just like you
"Well why don't we go
To Mukilteo"
When it was a Monday
Well I'd wish it was tomorrow
Because every single Tuesday
Yeah, it's Papa Day
Well now it's a Tuesday
It's just not the same
Every single Tuesday
From now I'll just say your name
"Well why don't we go
To Mukilteo"
Now, everybody's here to see you
Nobody can see you're here
I'm giving a speech about you
While fighting back some tears
You touched a lot of hearts, papa
But I bet you probably know
Until we meet again, I love you
Til we meet in Mukilteo
"Well why don't we go
To Mukilteo"
I know
I don't
Know much
About Mukilteo
But I guess
I'll see you there
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Your bandana that covers your face
Obscures the chew drippin down from your chin
And although I know you are a girl
You're as intimidating as all of the men
You remind me of a cowboy
Although you're a girl
With your big hat, spurs
And lasso that you twirl
I'm in your cross hairs
Wrangle me up and take me away
Drag me from behind
As you trot and trot all day
I am willing to bet you own a shotgun
I'm telling the truth when I say I'm scared
One second I'll roll over and say "goodnight hun"
The next I'll be shot dead, tied up in a chair
Oh, you remind me of a cowboy
Though you have no 5 o clock shadow
And when I walk up to you at the tavern
I guess I'll expect to be thrown out the window
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4. |
Ron's Afterlife
02:34
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Upstairs
The ghost is swirling
Its just the attic
And its bare and twirling
Come down
Say hello but there's
No hello it's just
Freezing cold
In San Luis Obisbo
It's not usually
This fucking cold
I guess there's nothing I can do
He has died
But he tries
To stay
Though it's much too late
"Get out of my home"
I've heard the whisper
From the living room
And I want to go
Paralysis pins me down
To the same ground
Where he layed dead
To the left of his bed
Get out of my home"
I heard his voice
Though I have no choice
I can never go
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You don't like our sound
Well I don't like your face
We are Girl Scout Promise
And I girl scout promise, I'll kick your ass
I don't need your negative attitude
I don't need your douchey pessimism
I've got enough of my own
Thank you for the offer
I'm not too big a fan of playing guitar solos
Because I don't really know how to play guitar
I'm just playing a couple chords here and there
And if you've got a problem, well, I'll pull your hair
Cause we are Girl Scout Promise
We never did promise you anything else
It's not like we're paying you to listen, unless we are
Well if we are, you better be having a fucking blast
I'm not a fan of confrontation
But if you confront me, I'll break your face
You may think "He's just a wussy artist"
But you'd better come up to me and say that to my fist
As it connects with your face and you fall to the ground
You'll be hearing this kind of repetitive lo-fi sound
From the guy who just punched you and turned you into a bloody mess
People will ask what happened and you'll say to them
'Girl Scout Promise just kicked my ass'
I better not mess with them they kicked my ass
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