Kinnie Starr - Stiff Sour Lemon Rind

There are stars in your eyes|From the beer drink to stabilize|The beer you drink to movilize|Raise yourself from denys|Demize but from your birds i knew|How can you say anything new?|I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you|I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you|I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you||'Cause one i can't stand|The way you think you're somewhere|Two i can't stand|The way you think i'm nowhere|Three i can't stand|The 'where i go?' glare|More that you get for and|Always unexact you think you're up there|More that you get for and|Always unexact you think you're up there|More that you get for and|Always unexact you think you're up there||I love your words are very well spent|I keep track of them to document|On the little ways on which i over|I overspent myself but|Up there is a wealth who fight bives|Street attics to be there reclined|And sigh must decide myself to|Leaving you behind, you are|Such a stiff sour lemon rind||Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind|Such a stiff sour lemon rind||Rind, rind, rind|Rind, rind, rind|Rind||'Have you painted that room butter yellow yet?|It's my favourite colour, butter yellow'|

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