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Lip
shut,
lick
that
down
like
an
envelope
Fingers
tapping
for
the
beat
that's
in
my
head,
you
know
Feel
tired
in
the
best
way
It's
only
half
eight
I
think
I
should've
ate,
salivate
Lou
shot
coffee
with
the
chase
of
the
gin
glass
Too
busy
with
the
TV
and
the
photograph
You
look
busy
doing
nothing
Lazy
doing
something
Maybe
I'm
just
rubbing
it
in
My
baby
only
wants
her
cigarettes
Tell
me,
are
you
happy
yet?
It's
harder
now
it's
easy
to
forget
You
better
be
yourself
Sweet
as
sugar
but
the
flavour
of
a
bitter
one
Kopparberg
kisses
and
a
friend
who
never
misses
fun
Tan
lines
and
a
crop
top
She
doesn't
know
the
beat
stopped
I
saw
her
shit
on
Depop,
knee
socks
Big
fat
smack
on
the
gab
Don't
you
make
me
sad
Boy
knows
I'm
a
sucker
for
the
limp
and
drag
What's
the
plan
for
the
evening?
Will
there
be
a
ceiling?
Adulterated
breathing,
leaving
My
baby
only
wants
her
cigarettes
Tell
me,
are
you
happy
yet?
It's
harder
now
it's
easy
to
forget
You
better
be
yourself
or
you'll
regret
So
hold
me
down
before
I
make
it
worse
Cause
they
believe
it
leads
to
hurt
My
baby
only
wants
her
cigarettes
You
better
be
yourself
My
baby
only
wants
her
cigarettes
Tell
me,
are
you
happy
yet?
It's
harder
now
it's
easy
to
forget
You
better
be
yourself
or
you'll
regret
So
hold
me
down
before
I
make
it
worse
Cause
they
believe
it
leads
to
hurt
My
baby
only
wants
her
cigarettes
You
better
be
yourself
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