Song 495: title not recovered, by His Purse (archived)
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Lyrics
Lights out and you dissipated
Burn up down at the filling station
Shot the side of the barn door baby
You sever up then you're gone
Pop the scene as a marmalady
Soft machine on a quart of brandy
I get sick and die when you look Lon Chaney
You sever up, you sever up then you're gone
Her secret was the secret
Cry myself to sleep (repeat to end)
Full Description
Several of us are getting graduated to "out patient aftercare" and we were trying to get some ladies lined up. You are looking for someone AND THERE ARE 3 OF US HERE. The lawnmower guy is not really LOOKIN', he just wants to fit in our group...THE WAY COOL GROUP!