Dead pan and the pick up lucks
Damned girls got my heads mixed up
Both stands in the ocean most-a everyday
Bad sun bores a hole like time
She's absinthe and she loots my mind
brought her my love but she just gave it away
And like some we just can't rhyme
And these feelings they're not yours they're mine
bought her my love but she just-a gave it away
Just don't bleed me like you do
Oh honey, don't bleed me like you do
B-baby, don't bleed me like you do
Bleed me bleed me bleed me
It's alright, It's okay, alright, okay, just don't give it away
Dead pan and the pick up lucks
Damned girls got my heads mixed up
Boats stands in the ocean most-a everyday