Cass McCombs - That's That | Текст песни

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On a whim, we climbed in a car that was headed down south
You were older and I was hard-pressed for action… could you tell?
Do I Do…
You said, “Here, my dear”, at the Vanity Fair
“Let’s make hay while the Sun shines”
…but was it fair?

Old playthings are all laid to waste
Thrown out to make better space

So I got a job cleaning toilets at a nightclub in Baltimore
And I guess that’s that, almost shorter than a dream
And definitely of less note

Old playthings are all laid to waste
Thrown out to make better space
Do I Do…

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