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Dry Clothes
Lyricist：Adam Tyler Baker
There's a knapsack rally for the stranger
Who told of a spider and a purple toad
The things I heard were wretched and slurred
Oh, my ears would be cut off at mention
But you don't have to cut it off
Just give it some time
Your baby boy, he only naps
So mother bug, don't you bite your tongue
Because there's nothing else to do for your son
He rose the dead, he's been sharing his bed
With the only one he never loved
So why should you cry for
The license plate of a colder state?
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Should you talk of the son on the run
Your tongue will be ripped out by ducklings
Oh, you don't have to cut it off
Just give it some time
Your baby boy, he only naps
I only feel like living when I fell like I'm dying
Your baby boy, he only naps
Well, Missy, sure you can look through my drawers
I've got nothing to hide
So, crying soul don't you tally the toll
Because where's the love in counting?
Dry clothes
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