1996, little trouble girl, geffen [thurston] Pass me a joint Its time to anoint The fortune is sun As cosmic exploits Spark that shit up Oh yah Get me a beer I feel kind of queer I want to get fuck up Poor me a fuckin tall one Oh yah Take off your clothes But leave on your shoes You smell like a rosary And you look like a jew You drunk all my wine girl An empty bottle is nothing but trouble Another bottle and make it a double Were getting thirsty [kim] Nowhere to go Nothing to do Nowhere to go With someone like you Nothing to do Theres nothing thats new But no one is home Theres no one like you No one to see Nothing to say No one to go No one to stay No one is home No one is home Theres no one like you Never alone Nowhere to go Nothing to do Nothing to say Theres no one like you Nowhere to go Nowhere to go With nothing to do Theres no place like home [thurston] Pass me a qual Lets do it and done it I think I like you I think I drank you Pass me the vacuum
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