Cat City - Eskimo | Текст песни

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She's so sick of how everybody walks
Why do people have to talk?
Loves the smell of lead and chalk
Won't have iodide in her salt.

Always on my mind, always on mind, always on my mind ...
When I forget you I won't be fine
When I forget you is the day I die -
I'm so high, I'm so low,
That's the way it goes when you an eskimo.

We are always on the same page
She has fits of seething rage
But I swear it she is sage
Loving her is an enormous cage.

Always on my mind, always on mind, always on my mind ...
When I forget you I won't be fine
When I forget you is the day I die -
I'm so high, I'm so low,
That's the way it goes when you an eskimo.

She has herbs to retrieve
And something up her sleeve
Always says just what she means
Always has water in her dreams.

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