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Summer Salt
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Kristin Hersh
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Lets back up and act like were sober Newborn clean Head over heals for a cold blooded creature Limbic somersaults
For a toxic thing you sure smell pretty Summer, salt and wine For an ugly boy you sure look pretty A cowboy frankenstein
I dreamt you were playing along I dreamt you were playing along I dreamt you were playing along In your dreams
When its touch and go you blow your wad Like no one ever fails For a quiet boy you sure talk dirty A velvet bed of nails
I dreamt you were playing along I dreamt you were playing along I dreamt you were playing along In your dreams
While I did nfity somersaults You were thinking after all After it all
I dont have to talk I dont have to talk But when I do and this is true Theres nothing I wont say
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