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Take her home, son
You took your time said we had all day/
I threw away your food and blew the fire on the candle away/ Sorry was a word that you didn't say/ This was supposed to be a relationship not end easily/ Take her home, son/ Look what she's done, son/ she's had a few, son/ she's had a few and then some/ I'm frightened what my parents might think/ Rubbing and patting your back as you're leaning over the kitchen sink/ Take her home, son, she's had too much too drink/ And on the way home you're asleep and it gives me time to think/ Take her home, son/ Look what she's done, son/ she's had a few, son/ she's had a few and then some/ Fights in the past but never this bad/ Tears of our hate cloud the visions in our eyes of what we once had/ Nearly Christmas but hard to be glad/ When no-ones around you and the one you love doesn't love you back... Take her home, son/ Look what she's done, son/ she's had a few, son/ she's had a few and then some/ |
I use that forward slash when I write music. I wouldn't say thats a bad thing with the song-you're looking at the lyrics, not the slashes after all...
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This sounds like some kind of country song hobo...it lacks some kind of a sting though...
Shut up webbed toes. |
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Some one please ban this no-mark. |
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oh its not morning anymore
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and madeinNY this isn't a country song-it's a very British Indie song. Looking back I can see where you got the country comment from. Maybe I need to improve on this a touch. |
retouching never hurts ;) After all, that's why models are so beautiful. hehe
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And retouching is also why you should never see the same prostitute twice.
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Hahah yet another quote from you that is going in my sig.
But hey, if I liked country music this song would kick ass :D I know...It's not country music. |
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