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Bushwick boys
with patronesses
like to say
they're self-employed
With the girls,
they're all free-lancers
I don't really feel that way
McKibben gals
in cocktail dresses
hold up high
their lofty jowls
and scoff at all
the Bedford Beauties, but
I don't really feel that way
You'll know
it's the gold hour
when the po-po
tear it down
Quality of
life offends us
I don't really feel that way
Peace of mind
you wanna
piece of mine
Atavan
and workin
overtime
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Male Pattern Haircut
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We acquiesce when we don't know what to do
We reminisce till our memory turns blue
God bless these tropical climes
Two-ton tequila and limes, oh yeah
That's how it is when you're a ward of the state
A full grown kid, but you still can't relate
'Please, coach, put me back in the game!'
Kid, can't you see that one whole side has gone lame?
We sit in chairs with our backs to the beach
We do repairs with Gabriel and Luis
But we don't worry no more
Won't throw these clothes on the floor, I swear
But she's fine, she's fine, she's fine, she's fine, she's fine, she's fine, she's fine.
She's fine without you.
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