Wide ankles

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May I have your attention please?
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid)
To write a letter (to write a letter)
Everybody (everybody)
Come take my arm (come take my arm)
We'll walk through my bed together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
 
His hands are sweaty, ankles wide, eyes are greasy
There's food on his trousers already, lawyer's roast dinner
He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready to write a letter,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
 
And I am, daft
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am, daft
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news every day I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
 
You better release an album
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to write a letter
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better release an album
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to write a letter
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
 
So let's go back
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through my bed
I once used to call home sweet home
 
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the Water now
 
And when I'm gone, just write a letter, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my sweaty hands
Just know that I'm looking down on you collapsing
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel any pain
Just release an album
 
And when he's gone, just write a letter, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of his wide ankles
Just know that he's looking down on you laughing
And he didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel any pain
Just release an album in your trousers.

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Abs-Rude
Member since October 17 2020

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