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I stick loneliness, your lips, and the two coins of your eyes Into my pockets, yeah Well, the train skates into Port Henry A-late Sunday (alright) Well, sometimes when I'm ridin' high Feelin' fine You know there's somethin' troubling you And troublin' my-my mind, yeah So I reach into my pocket for some small change I reach into my pocket for some small change I want bones like iron, blood like mercury So I can tell you when I'm risin' Or when I'm, sinking in Sinkin' in (I'm sinking in) I'm sinking in Whoa-oh, I'm sinkin', I'm sinkin' I'm sinkin', I'm sinkin' in So, I reach into my pocket for some small change, yeah I reach into my pocket for some small change, oh-yeah Yeah, put your hands together Hey, let's drink from the cup to share some luck Go ahead and laugh 'cause it don't cost much No, no, it don't, don't cost much (cost too much) Hey, let's drink from the cup and share some luck Go ahead and laugh 'cause it don't cost much No, no, it don't, don't cost much (don't cost too much) So I reach So I reach into my pocket for some small change Everybody I reach into my pocket for some small change Y'I stick loneliness, your lips, and the two coins of your eyes Into my pockets, yeah I stick loneliness, your lips, and the two coins of your eyes Into my pockets, yeah Thank you
Writer(s): Peter Heimbold, Chad Urmston, Bradley Corrigan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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