| I got dry blood caked on my feet
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| I got dye and dirt all over me
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| I got twelve bucks, got ciggies
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| But I’ve had good luck and I’m happy
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| You woke me up before your plane left
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| I helped you find your stuff, you kissed my forehead
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| We trashed my room, broke my bed
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| But I’ve had good luck and I’m happy.
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| And I miss you but it feels good this way
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| Let’s fall in love somewhere that you’ll wanna stay
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| I miss you but it’s nice for a change and
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| You can always stay.
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| And we’re as happy as ducks in a storm drain
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| Somewhere off Dynon Road swimming in the rain
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| You asked me if I was self-conscious
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| I said ‘Of course I am,' you took my clothes off.
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| And I was so scared to talk to your friends
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| Pretended that I was a real person
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| Trying to remember names, smiling and nodding
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| But I couldn’t kick the grin from when you’d gone and kissed me quickly in the
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| kitchen.
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| It’s cool, you can crash in my room while I’m away. |