Dress in Gasoline
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You listen closely to my words When you should Be watching my hands She likes to soak Her best dress in gasoline And dance too close to the fire We can't walk Hand in hand If we're always making fists Sometimes I think I'd rather starve Than keep gorging myself with nothing With nothing Nothing
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Credits
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- J. R. Hayes