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53 lines
1.4 KiB
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Mota!
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Every day, well it's the same
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That bong that's on the table starts to call my name
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I take a hit and zone out again
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I'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten
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Watching reruns on my TV
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I'm laughing off my ass at three's company
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I don't now if I'm understood
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but hearing Jimmy Buffett never sounded so good
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Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out just never felt so right
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Your enemy's you and so is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out might feel okay all night
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Mota
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I'm driving down to the Barrio
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Going 15 miles an hour cause I'm already stoned
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Give the guy a twenty and wait in the car
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He tosses me a baggie then he runs real far
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I take a hit but it smells like a clove
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Oh FUCK I got a baggie of oregano
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This ritual is destroying me
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But I guess it could be worse
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It could be methedrine
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Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out just never felt so right
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Your enemy's you and your couch is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out might take
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Losing out might take you all night
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Mota!
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Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out just never felt so right
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Your enemy's you and so is your life (your life)
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Mota boy
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But losing out might feel okay all night
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Losing out might feel okay all night
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Yeah losing out might feel okay all life
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__________
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Name Mota
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Artist The Offspring
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Album Ixnay On The Hombre
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