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crushing through the neghborhod looking for rich kids
knowing verything and thinking along with time's king pin
dropped five or seven straws knew that this was it
a magarita villa dilla useloo in
magarita ville oh yeah
margarita
margarita villa for jacque
magrarita villa inside the chiquita killer
singing magarita villa for jacque
villa villa villa boosh stop this
magarita villa till the kingdom elivs
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Baby, I'm Yours
02:08
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jams
it has been so long by now since i have heard you cry
sitting on my bed pulling my anchor up
to float off away from shore
and you were on the phone that night a thousand miles away
but i could taste the taste
of your lips upon my mouth
jackiw
my darling you're the only thing i'm missing in my life
i have been to so many movies just to get away from light
and be alone with my own fault
i have a new boy but he's running out of time
trying to make his burdens mine
i ran away
it hurt to let him go
it hurt more to see you go
i will be waiting here when you come home
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Drop/Swing (The Surf)
01:43
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i go to the beach, i hold my hand, cause they're my hands
i withheld my love, baby got mad, can't understand
i am a ghost with my feet in the water (i am a bend in the surf, a stich in your conciousness
my feet in the sand, thank god for the surf, thank god for dry land
[i go to the beach, i hold my hand, thank god for dry land]
i cry in the sand, the beach roars and whimpers, and i am alone
running, into the wind, I take a breath, begin again
drop, swing to the waves, give up your touch, tell me how it tastes
I am a spirit i am a wave daughter (i am letting you go I am sleeping inside you)
my feet in the sand, thank god for the surf, thank god for dry land
[i go to the beach, i hold my hand, thank god for dry land]
cry, cry out your eyes, i'll hold your hand i'm in love with your hands
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Indecision Shuffle
03:27
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Lying under your window
let there be light, let there be light x2
into/whoa's 4 bars
lying under our windows are the same souls that you knew
once so far away but now we stay, i'm staying right here with you
the stitches of my head have started slowly sliding out
but i can see inside you, see your heart, synapse on synapse
whoooa (i'm the same as you)
whooa (the same, as you)
jacque+jamie: "lying under your window, etc"
all the grey skies mend themselves, it's getting worse and you can tell
the waves drive me away, the sea says go to your desire
i'm lying under your window,
let there be light let there be light
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jamir fork Pennsylvania
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