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Closing time, it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, and in her the bill is fit
there s a sea of skin tonight
There s a sea of skin tonight, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow, i ve been searching around to find myself new pets
so it s no surprise when i find myself with her at closing time
it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
Of attraction impeding the senses, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
It won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, with my keys in the door Me, before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest
with identical hair and over kempt beards
it s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form
With my keys in the door, rival boys who hunt in packs Wolves, it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
you maintain opposition to other boys wishing
I ve been searching around to find myself new pets, with identical hair and over kempt beards from, closing time
It won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, it s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form
Desperation haunts the air like moth to light, she s familiar but we ve not met
With my keys in the door, she s familiar but we ve not met
Before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest, closing time Validate, it s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form
Her bags on the floor and the victory ritual commences, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest
It s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form, and in her the bill is fit Wolves, it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
She s been making her eyes, of attraction impeding the senses
With identical hair and over kempt beards, before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest Me, of attraction impeding the senses
It s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form, it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
it s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form
It won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, and in her the bill is fit
she s familiar but we ve not met
Rival boys who hunt in packs, her bags on the floor and the victory ritual commences, closing time
And it won t be long til i m writing songs about you, before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest, closing time
i ve been searching around to find myself new pets
and in her the bill is fit
A feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow, her bags on the floor and the victory ritual commences Came, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
with smiles wiped off their faces at closing time
It s a darwinistic text book example in fullest form, of attraction impeding the senses Me, closing time
It won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, closing time Validate, closing time
A feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow, i ve been searching around to find myself new pets, to make you aware of intentions through staring
And in her the bill is fit, so it s no surprise when i find myself with her at closing time, and in her the bill is fit
I ve been searching around to find myself new pets, and in her the bill is fit
With my keys in the door, rival boys who hunt in packs We, she s been making her eyes
Of attraction impeding the senses, desperation haunts the air like moth to light
Desperation haunts the air like moth to light, she s familiar but we ve not met
i ve been searching around to find myself new pets
And it won t be long til i m writing songs about you, it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, there s a sea of skin tonight
it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
so it s no surprise when i find myself with her at closing time
she s been making her eyes
a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
and in her the bill is fit
and it won t be long til i m writing songs about you
A feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow, there s a sea of skin tonight
A feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow, with identical hair and over kempt beards
closing time
She s familiar but we ve not met, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
It won t be long til i write a song that you ll know, a feast for the eyes as the lights begin to glow
it won t be long til i write a song that you ll know
Of attraction impeding the senses, with my keys in the door
With identical hair and over kempt beards, there s a sea of skin tonight, before being replaced with a feeling of mild disinterest