Forty-Seven

Forty seven days and a minute and a half before it's christmas
Small town hospitalities cooking and it's really good for business
Four by four and two and a half kids say that I miss tattoo the misses
Funny haha, funny funny haha isn't that young flismas

So what
That apex thing
We can laminate
Doing the serene
And as I spoke to her
I saw Vivian on camera
Blah, blah, blah

I'm not youre little girl honey
I know a pig from a pearl
You're not the key to my world
How it gets away

Forty seven miles and a meter and a half away from christian
I know that your way now your feeling is beyond your comprehension
You're the one to tell me to a teacher so here's a little lesson
If I'm going crazy baby you give me a reason

So take your fancy cloths
And your little red rose
Gonna strike a pose
You take a made facade
And it broke my heart

I'm not your little girl honey
I know a pig from a pearl
You're not the key to my world
How it gets away

Forty seven beers and a bottle and a half of sexual tension
I won't be the blow up doll for your suppressed obsession
In your truth I'm looking for some sign of seeing some sort of redemption
But I'm just a slave like you to purpose and protention

So I will dominate of all the words care for me
And my association you take up less of my concentration
Now left the time I think I'm here I got to know what make's it easier
As I swim to harboured waters your my number one near forty seven
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Oh my forty seven