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Gingerale

by Maudlin Strangers

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"Gingerale" by Maudlin Strangers

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She's an uptown shop 'cause
a pretty penny won't even get you a lot.
Buy her dinner to hear what's hot and what's not
for endless lessons on how to watch her talk.

She captivates me,
but I know that there's nothing that waits me
buried underneath.

I better wait,
Lie here awake.
Out of your way,
and try to get over you.
Would but you won't,
Always on your own,
Eyes on your phone,
Sipping your Gingerale.

She's an overgrown wall
She looks full and pretty
but it's so cold underneath.
Burnin' plastic and fucking every last guy she meets
Girl was born into golden company.

I wanna lick your face
& see if it tastes like stone.
Well, I wanna know,
what's clouding up your mind?

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released September 25, 2015
written/recorded/produced/performed by Jake Hays

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