diana ross experience (organ treatise) - golden boots lyrics
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one, two, three, four
he said let’s go to the dark room
to see what develops
but you blew his cover
in a tunnel of leather
yeah, you blew his cover
like a dead russian color
so l!ck up the streams
in all the brush cover
he pulled up to the store
and he got out of his car
duct*taped to his leg
was his mother’s crowbar
one that could be used
to rap or hip hop the skull
now, life with this man
was never quite dull
he tinted his windows
and he ate all his food
the life that he was living
was like a rock in a swimming pool
it was down at the bottom
with no chance of coming up
he drank all of whiskey
from an empty old cup
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