AT THE DRIVE lyrics : "Schaffino"
And with the money in my hand
I'm gonna purchase all the details
Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping
Walking on tip-toed pickpocket fever
Racing up the scales of your thermometer
Turnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshine
Clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines
I'm singing, happy, a valen-, happy valentine yeah
I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads
I found feathers in the hit and run nest
When she knocked me over
I looked inside the hearse
Sprouting chauvanistic swine
And written were the words
Poking butter with this knife
Allergic to this concubine
Racing by in a '56 chevy
And we couldn't even pretend
To be alive... x6
I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping
i found feathers at the. hit and, run
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