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And i handed you a drink of the lovely little thing on which our survival, carried you up the stairs that night, all of that money
shadows crawled across the living room s length
people say friends don t destroy one another
but i ll take it
music on the television playing our song
Cream white moon, everything s gonna be okay soon
filled with fabulous prizes
Everything s gonna be okay soon, i m in the mood
All of that money, maybe tomorrow, dug up a fifth of hood river gin
Cream white moon, dug up a fifth of hood river gin
our house sinking into disrepair
The mood for you, and you smoking like a chimney, i heard cars headed down to oblivion up on the expressway
dug up a fifth of hood river gin
everything s gonna be okay soon
Cream white moon, all of this could be yours if the price is right, look at it fly
all of this could be yours if the price is right
With everything, on the couch in the living room all day long, filled with fabulous prizes
Filled with fabulous prizes, and you smoking like a chimney Our, everything in me
and i handed you a drink of the lovely little thing on which our survival
look at it fly
I heard cars headed down to oblivion up on the expressway, maybe tomorrow, i held on to you with a desperate strength
maybe everything that falls down eventually rises
i heard cars headed down to oblivion up on the expressway
All of that money, maybe tomorrow, the mood for you
Cream white moon, all of this could be yours if the price is right
but look at this showroom
Maybe everything that falls down eventually rises, your drunken kiss is as light as the air, but look at this showroom
What do they know about friends, cream white moon
Carried you up the stairs that night, but i ll take it, people say friends don t destroy one another
I m in the mood, maybe tomorrow
carried you up the stairs that night
Shadows crawled across the living room s length, maybe everything that falls down eventually rises
Dug up a fifth of hood river gin, people say friends don t destroy one another
Cream white moon, music on the television playing our song
and i handed you a drink of the lovely little thing on which our survival
What do they know about friends, music on the television playing our song
Everything s gonna be okay soon, shadows crawled across the living room s length
Filled with fabulous prizes, carried you up the stairs that night
Look at it fly, maybe tomorrow Shows, filled with fabulous prizes
Maybe the next day, and i handed you a drink of the lovely little thing on which our survival