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Black Crowes Amorica Nonfiction I don't know my telephone number But you kiss good and i'd like to See you tomorrow And i don't beg, i pay, i don't barter And if we had a child i'd like a son, Not a daughter 'cause she'd be just like you You know that would not do I'm no builder, i'm no gardener I sing some songs, have a friend Who's a photographer There ain't no other language I know how to speak Some like their water shallow And i like mine deep Tied to the bottom With a noose around my feet Chorus: The clouds conspire Above my head I overheard them Say i wish he was dead Today the sunset Burned my eyes And in the next room i hear someone cry I like to dress up like the jury To eat like a king, to poke fun at clergy To talk like dirt To love yo like tar But never fall in too fast With my north star While you pull your hair out I buy the drinks at the bar Chorus |
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