The Bottom Dollars - Great Shot, Kid!

Wow, Mary
Wanna give it a second?
I'm on pins. I'm on needles
And you're acting all tepid
But, you love the attention
Hey, Mary. Wanna give it a second?
Say Mary, want a kiss like a target?
A little cold-lipped charade
That could smoke a whole carton?
A bold serenade you ambivalent starlet
Ay Mary, want a kiss like a target?
Yeah Mary. Wanna give me your darkest?
I want clouds that could get me through Carthage
Don't you know that I'm starving?
Mary, get me out of this carnage
I can't stay here, regardless
And you can't live undercover on your bar tips
Stop letting everyone park here
Stop letting everyone break your damn heart, kid
I did and everything stopped quick
I did and everyone called me an artist
They said the power's in darkness
Stop letting everyone break your damn heart, kid
Stop letting everyone break your damn heart, kid
Stop letting everyone break your damn heart, kid
Well Mary, bet you want to get even
I've a chip on my shoulder
And your smile is egregious
But you look so defeated
I bet the bridge they're just here for the weekend
It's history's worth repeating
Otherwise, we're obliging defeat and the weakened
It's the end of the season
It's the end of the season, believe it
It's the end of the season, believe it
It's the end of the season, believe it

Written by:
Brian Cherchiglia

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