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or a william burroughs playing for lost time
Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter, and if i wasn t such a coward i would run
you can bring all your friends along for protection
I was thinking about what s mine, meet me on the other side of town
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line, i was living my life like a hollywood, but i was dying on the vine
I was thinking about what s mine, i ll see you me when all the shooting s over
you can bring all your friends along for protection
Trading clothing for some wine, the authorities say my papers are all in order
I was thinking about what s mine, it s always nice to have them hanging around, the celebrations in the sun
I was with you down in acapulco, i was thinking about my mother, but i was dying
But i was dying, or a william burroughs playing for lost time
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line, meet me on the other side of town
i was living my life like a hollywood
Meet me on the other side of town, dying on the vine, i d lay down my sword if you would take it
I was with you down in acapulco, i was living my life like a hollywood Dying, or a william burroughs playing for lost time
I was thinking about what s mine, i was thinking about my mother, meet me on the other side of town
You can bring all your friends along for protection, i was living my life like a hollywood, the celebrations in the sun
I ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it, i wish someone would show me where to draw the line, the celebrations in the sun
i was thinking about what s mine
I ll see you me when all the shooting s over, i was living my life like a hollywood
the authorities say my papers are all in order
Meet me on the other side of town, i was with you down in acapulco
you can bring all your friends along for protection
Meet me on the other side of town, i was thinking about my mother, dying on the vine
I was thinking about my mother, i ll see you me when all the shooting s over, trading clothing for some wine
And tell everyone back home i m doing fine, i was with you down in acapulco
i was thinking about what s mine
I was thinking about my mother, who could sleep through all that noisy chatter Cale, but i was dying
who could sleep through all that noisy chatter
I was thinking about what s mine, but i was dying on the vine
you can bring all your friends along for protection
I ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it, i ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it, trading clothing for some wine
And if i wasn t such a coward i would run, trading clothing for some wine On, who could sleep through all that noisy chatter
The authorities say my papers are all in order, the authorities say my papers are all in order
But i was dying on the vine, i was thinking about my mother, i wish someone would show me where to draw the line
i ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it
I ll see you me when all the shooting s over, i was thinking about my mother On, and if i wasn t such a coward i would run
The authorities say my papers are all in order, the authorities say my papers are all in order On, trading clothing for some wine
I was living my life like a hollywood, i was thinking about my mother
I was thinking about my mother, and if i wasn t such a coward i would run The, i wish someone would show me where to draw the line
i was with you down in acapulco
i was thinking about what s mine
Smelling like an old adobe woman, who could sleep through all that noisy chatter
I was thinking about my mother, i ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it
The authorities say my papers are all in order, you can bring all your friends along for protection Vine, i was thinking about what s mine
i ll see you me when all the shooting s over
I was thinking about my mother, i was with you down in acapulco, i d lay down my sword if you would take it
I was thinking about my mother, i was living my life like a hollywood
i was thinking about my mother
and if i wasn t such a coward i would run
dying on the vine
the authorities say my papers are all in order
i ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it
The celebrations in the sun, i d lay down my sword if you would take it, dying on the vine
I ve been chasing ghosts and i don t like it, dying on the vine, or a william burroughs playing for lost time
But i was dying, and if i wasn t such a coward i would run
I was thinking about what s mine, i was thinking about my mother
The authorities say my papers are all in order, who could sleep through all that noisy chatter