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Erik Taylor - Lizard Skin Boots lyrics
You never used to bitch about my ripped up jeans, My boots of lizard, or the beer I drink, What I'm like, It’s not of me. You say I’m oh, so out of touch, I take too much, not a simple man, I’m gonna have to pass on your master plan, Gonna see this dog and pony show and you in the dust. Got a pile of rocks in your little green box, You don’t sleep much ‘cause you play the stocks, It's the money, honey, keeps me comin’ ‘round, For more… The feelin’ inside when I told you lies, Like a full-moon howl on a wretched night As we got high in the sand, My head begins to pound... Way back when we both smoked … A bottle of Jack and some weed to toke was all it took to make you smile. Those days long gone, ‘cause your cash came in… The Cocaine, Meth, and Imported Gin… Downed it all, in the stalls, Elevator ride straight to hell Less wasn't more, as time did tell… Here we hang from the gates of hell… Wondering how and where we lost the day… He wants her to know before he goes, It was all a joke what a fuckin’ show… Is it better to burn out bright than fade away… whatever lies From the Lizard Skin Boots to my button fly… Lay the lies behind my smilin eyes… Come time to pay the man Best keep a smile on my face… It’s what I can take with me… When I leave your place… |
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