It's summer the hairs grown in on my upper thigh just like so much corn in late july
But is it summer i'm shaking and my feet are bitter cold i need some fries to go
With that shake i need to grease back my hair or let it whip in my face let it whip
My face i love you baby i love you we'll stock up on canned goods and move to
The woods we'll find a piece of land and quit this fucking band i love you baby i
Love you
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Screwing Yer Courage Lyrics

Team Dresch – Screwing Yer Courage Lyrics