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it's a saturday that feels like a sunday ready to slip into monday.
the hands on the clock are holding mine
I wish it was broke so I knew I'm right sometimes but....
She rather hug a dog than a huggin' me
and I don't need a leash to make me pee
She holds that dog close to her heart
and blocks the veiw of her favorite parts
damn that dog is luckier than me
damn that dog is luckier than me
I'm feeling like an apple on a tree
the odds are bad it's plain to see
that it'd be her to take a bite of me
damn that dog is luckier than me
and now The Rutles singing Unfinished Words
words (after all) by roman blazic_all rights reserved
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