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Sawdust songs of the plaid bartenders, western unions of the country westerns
Silver foxes looking for romance in their chainsmoke Kansas flashdance ass pants
And you’ve got the hotwax residues, you never lose in your razorblade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my brain, hazard signs down the Alamo lanes
Radar systems piercing the souls, you never get caught with the wax so rotten
All my days I got the grizzly words, hijacked flavors that are flipping like birds
Yo soy un disco quebrado... yo tengo chicle en cerebro
Silver foxes looking for romance in their chainsmoke Kansas flashdance ass pants
And you’ve got the hotwax residues, you never lose in your razorblade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my brain, hazard signs down the Alamo lanes
Radar systems piercing the souls, you never get caught with the wax so rotten
All my days I got the grizzly words, hijacked flavors that are flipping like birds
Yo soy un disco quebrado... yo tengo chicle en cerebro