"With wine dark mouths we kiss good night
I can't sleep at all 'cause I know it's not right
The clock plots time like a beggar countin' change
Night's like a knife, crickets cry insane..."Gin
"It happened again late last night
When the moon was on the rise
I was sipping my favorite drink
And I was laughing and joking and..."He Drives It
"Carvin' out a kiss
Oh I thought that he was such a dish
Making a wish with a jackknife on the skin of a tree
I didn't stand a chance..."|
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