"i was afraid that cause mary louise was in town,
She could suck all the air around herself and sell it on,
When she's in town, the birds storm out from their trees,
When she's in town, the birds come out for fear of missing out,
Oh and I found her, she was all about hanging out,
She's a nasty piece of work, but we figured it out,
Still when she's in town, hours slip away,
When she's in town, the birds come out for fear of missing out,
When she's about, hours disappear..."
New unnamed kooks song, a tidbit of the lyrics for one's disposal.
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CELLA. Where do thou find such treasures?
Max must have been "crying" a lot that day.
haha. welll...theres this video of luke singing it coustic on youtube and then i just listened to it and wrote the lyrics down.
"work" went into this..
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