Cinco De Mayo |
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Cinco De Mayo Lyrics |
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It wasn`t fun this time, letting you go What if I never, a bullet forever, Held out my hand to you? We wouldn`t have known beautiful flow Absolute measure, I ain`t no pleasure hound Bus out of control, ploughing the road Out on a bender Just Alice falling down a deepening hole I`d never been to Rome until you smiled You`re about as old and piled Used to pray for snow Now I just wonder What spell I was under Thinking you thought of me as something to hold I`d never been to Rome until you smiled You`re about as old and piled Cinco de mayo, burn-out Ohio It wasn`t me this time letting you go |
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