You Sir, Are Obviously Not a Golfer

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Cliffdiver - Rock

You Sir, Are Obviously Not a Golfer

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I'm not scared of dying I'm just scared of your dad What a scary man I drove by your apartment With my lights off again I'm sorry bout that (I'm sorry I'm so sorry) And I watched for the door so closely Swept your clothes off the floor each morning Now there's no sleeping where I lie tonight Don't say goodbye don't say it I dropped you off, in the middle of the street And drove away My one working headlight leading the way I got the text you sent About the food you made Those fruit topped Belgium waffles Were my favorite part of the day And I watched for the door so closely Swept your clothes off the floor each morning Now there's no sleeping where I lie tonight Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye (I felt the pressure leave me) Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye (I felt the pressure leave me) Don't say goodbye, don't say it

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