I’m Gonna Get Crushed

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Elliott Smith - Pop

I’m Gonna Get Crushed

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It's just my sense of smell that made me wind up here where I don't belong Oh, can't you tell what my intentions are, what I'm so stuck on? When I'm chewing off a hangnail looking at your bike And I had to nip a lot of seats, babe, before I knew what yours was like Huh, I know it's pretty weird And I may be too weird for you And I may be too weird for you And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed Because I'm amorous I picked it up from betting on the greyhounds All pumped up from chasing something that they'll never catch around But it's plain to see I couldn't possibly just be in the neighborhood accidentally And Acapulco's gold, so high on my disease I got a nosebleed living in my head And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed Because I'm amorous And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed And I feel like I'm gonna get crushed Because I'm amorous Amorous

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