| She sent a picture of a plethora of poker chips
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| Spread out on the bed between a mouth and a leg
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| She said «there's pretty many people already but still I wish you were here»
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| Hadn’t really seen her since the previous winter
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| She’d been a drop dead number since later last December
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| But here she is rising again Happy Easter
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| You wanna go get some beers?
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| And all the bartnders were strangling thir shakers
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| It was springtime in the sweet part of the city
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| It’s nice to hit the taverns with familiar companions
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| I kind of like it when she’s laughing at me
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| So now were back in touch and were up to old tricks
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| And she’s acting on a tip, we’re trying to find the right play
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| She said, «meet me on the corner of Central Smoke and Gift
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| I’ll be just before daybreak»
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| But she wants to make it clear
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| That she’s done with all that other stuff
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| Sick of all the drama club
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| Tired of all the talking drugs
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| She slept over on a Saturday night
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| And in the morning we watched the parade
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| All the majorettes had the sun in their eyes
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| And all the old cars looked fatigued
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| The cops in the kilts had me nervous as hell
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| But if felt pretty cool when she kissed me
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| We’re at the table and she’s yelling out her order
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| Vanilla vodka in a diet Dr. Pepper
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| Something wrapped in black wax paper
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| We’re gonna see where this goes
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| She’s pouring liquor into spun sugar
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| Something extra in a salt shaker
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| She only does this as an ice breaker
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| So go ahead with the show
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| She makes it really clear that she’s a way different person
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| Than the person that I knew in the past
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| But once she starts rolling it’s wild like the ocean
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| And the ocean is violent and vast
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| We’re in the weeds and we’re taking on water
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| We’ve been taking on whatever they offer
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| Trading stickers with some shipwrecked sailors
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| We’re going to see where this goes
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| We’re in the woods with the difficult decision
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| The majorettes not paying much attention
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| And if the band ever plays the Resurrection
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| It’s at the end of the show
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| Something extra in a salt shaker
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| Turning liquor into spun sugar
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| She said that we should try to do this every Easter
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| I said, «we'll see how it goes, we still gotta see the end of the show» |