For a penny and a half we got
A a pack of stinky socks
For a dollar and a half we got
Two baby singing birds
Two nickels and a dime we got
A bag of heavens light
Come on man
You know I'm on the level
Haggling with the silver tongue
I finally got his ring
You won't believe how bright it shines
Magic pulsing green
So we rubbed a couple pennies smooth
And pulled our cash together
To buy a jar of lightning bugs
That helped us see at night
I traded up my trusty hat
For a pistol with two shots
You traded your last can of beef
For a shiny perfume bottle
You sprayed it and at the bottom
Was left a little drop
An old coat I had
The elbows stained in mud
I traded that for a rusty sword
With a ruby in the handle
You thought you needed
A warm blue egg
Because you traded your left shoe
The man at the bazaar with the shining tooth
One eye green and one eye blue
Rear my palm for a single lock
Of your dark red hair
A ripped up pack of playing cards
Missing the jack of clubs and joker
Tattered torn biology book
With someone's name in it
Told me everything about you
For the price of a boot lace
A bag of wool for a motel room
We slept like stones
And all was fine
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 9:44 PM UTC
For a penny and a half we got
A a pack of stinky socks
For a dollar and a half we got
Two baby singing birds
Two nickels and a dime we got
A bag of heavens light
Come on man
You know I'm on the level
Haggling with the silver tongue
I finally got his ring
You won't believe how bright it shines
Magic pulsing green
So we rubbed a couple pennies smooth
And pulled our cash together
To buy a jar of lightning bugs
That helped us see at night
I traded up my trusty hat
For a pistol with two shots
You traded your last can of beef
For a shiny perfume bottle
You sprayed it and at the bottom
Was left a little drop
An old coat I had
The elbows stained in mud
I traded that for a rusty sword
With a ruby in the handle
You thought you needed
A warm blue egg
Because you traded your left shoe
The man at the bazaar with the shining tooth
One eye green and one eye blue
Rear my palm for a single lock
Of your dark red hair
A ripped up pack of playing cards
Missing the jack of clubs and joker
Tattered torn biology book
With someone's name in it
Told me everything about you
For the price of a boot lace
A bag of wool for a motel room
We slept like stones
And all was fine
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