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Bottles of wine Bottles of women Moon light eyes too much wine too many days wanderin where my good ol' feet may take me Threw out winter's stain beaten leather man time to go time to catch that lizard snake train disappear to mexico with that girl Hey angels take back your wings can't pray no more prey more Hey sister solitude speakin my mute I'm comin' back I'm comin' back a place with no sands a cool breeze but no Beach no Mountains or Statues of yesterday Hey Wiji board devil I'm comin' back Gotta' go i'll leave a postcard at your poorly lit front porch door.
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
Comin' Back
Bottles of wine Bottles of women Moon light eyes too much wine too many days wanderin where my good ol' feet may take me Threw out winter's stain beaten leather man time to go time to catch that lizard snake train disappear to mexico with that girl Hey angels take back your wings can't pray no more prey more Hey sister solitude speakin my mute I'm comin' back I'm comin' back a place with no sands a cool breeze but no Beach no Mountains or Statues of yesterday Hey Wiji board devil I'm comin' back Gotta' go i'll leave a postcard at your poorly lit front porch door.
savio-reyes
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
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