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I
02:04
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Lakes
04:46
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I went up to the north dark hair of course
She said the back talk’s giving away
It’s a long long wait but if you’re willing to stay
Then I’ll tell you what I heard em say
They say you swim in lakes
And well nah I swim in rivers and so do they
I went down to the south blonde hair no doubt
She said the boys are chirping away
It’s a ten miles to the sea but if you come with me
Then I’ll tell you what I heard em say
They say you swim in lakes
And well nah I swim in oceans and so do they
And I forget
How the movie ends
Well those stories stored me up again
And those movies moved me till the forgotten boring end
You want it, get it, got it, drop it, watch it go
Cause you could fine dine tonight and let the next 5 years erode
I went round to the city the girls are pretty
So I asked one on a date
She said the pleasure’s all mine but if you don’t mind
I need to tell you what I heard em say
They say you swim in lakes
And well nah I swim in lanes and so do they
And I can’t remember how
This tune goes again
Well I’m as broke as a broker in a fight
And I’m as outspoken as the spokes on my old bike
You want it, get it, got it, drop it, watch it go
Cause you could fine dine tonight and let the next 5 years erode
Though it goes to show I got a highway left to go
But I would rather kill a man then spend the next 5 years alone
You’re free to say
I told you so
The bitter lines
They’re getting old
How far you’ve come
How much you’ve grown
A whole lot
And I never liked the current it made me work too hard to stay
And I never liked that sea salt water taste
But you keep on being super kind
Let me crash for the night
And I’m loser
Now we’re strangers
Why’d you lose her
Why you changing
Why you drop me at my parents place
To text me back in all upper case
Hey I don’t care what they say
Come on let’s swim in our lakes
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Front Beach
02:47
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Your lake is black as baco noir
Your cheeks is red as a matador
Bullshit I call your au revoir
Cause it was on front beach
You had a difficult summer
I saw you on the bay that night
Made a strange, face when I was
Saying goodbye you’d fight
Your whole life to get the timing right
But it was on front beach
You had a different thing coming
Biding time
I was a brute with a puffer
Apple eye shiner
I was a bruise to your mother
Words they don’t bind
Just trying to go for the W
Speak my whole mind
Ain’t trying to fold right in front of ya
I want you that’s true
You get, you don’t choose
You got my late card
You’ll drop me off soon
I’ll watch for your scorn
But In a way, I will have known
Cause now I’m on front beach
And you had disappeared from it
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F. Scott Guelph, Ontario
music boi.g$. gabebabe//F. Scott is my dad’s name//
everything is DIY (with help from friends) //come hang in Guelph
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