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Up one hill, down another, perfectly fine til my car makes a splutter. Crip crack go, puff puff puff, **** it, this road may have been to tough. My legs ain't as good as they used to be, so I guess I'll just have to postpon my trip to the coun'try Flat land, low land, what my br'ain fails to understand is how i'll ever see this place ag'ain. Up one hill, down another, perfectly fine til my car makes a splutter. Crip crack go, puff puff puff, **** it, this road may have been to tough. My legs ain't as good as they used to be, so I guess I'll just have to postpon my trip to the coun'try Sea life, cut the rope with your new knife, slice, slice, slice Up one wave, down another, perfectly fine until my boat starts to flutter woosh woosh woosh, do boats have a caboose? My swimmin aint good as it used to be, guess I'll see you someday, please, will you say hi to coun'try, for me?
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
Guess I can imagine the waves as hills.
Up one hill, down another, perfectly fine til my car makes a splutter. Crip crack go, puff puff puff, **** it, this road may have been to tough. My legs ain't as good as they used to be, so I guess I'll just have to postpon my trip to the coun'try Flat land, low land, what my br'ain fails to understand is how i'll ever see this place ag'ain. Up one hill, down another, perfectly fine til my car makes a splutter. Crip crack go, puff puff puff, **** it, this road may have been to tough. My legs ain't as good as they used to be, so I guess I'll just have to postpon my trip to the coun'try Sea life, cut the rope with your new knife, slice, slice, slice Up one wave, down another, perfectly fine until my boat starts to flutter woosh woosh woosh, do boats have a caboose? My swimmin aint good as it used to be, guess I'll see you someday, please, will you say hi to coun'try, for me?
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
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