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A wet whistle works wonders

I used to wonder why I whistle while I work

Beneath the mistletoe I'm lurking

Fishing for a hook up

Is this my purpose?

I'm born to be a fuck up

But I can get the fuck down

While you rush 'round

Stop time like Zack Morris 'cause the kush loud

I could pack a bus out

But just the bottom deck

I can see the molly still dissolving in the bottle neck

Its no Prince whoever when I bomb it

Know I'm gonna sweat

Could take the party being on fire 'fore I'm gone to bed

You could bet your last penny that I'm worse than anybody

You could better your bottom dollar that I'm dollar-less

I vomit and it's comprehensive

Fuck a song progression

Spitting sonnets, if I think too hard I lost the message

Obvious at first, I'm tryna work it in the wrong direction

Longer spliffs and long reflection

Longing for some love

I hit the spliff and put it out and hit the spliff again, I'm buzzed

They whisper from above

I feel them grip I feel the love

I listen when they hum, I miss them

Their history is stuck, they're living through the kid

Read my lips, you could discuss with them

Disgusted by your spirit

I gave myself the all clear, thumb up in the mirror

I never felt clearer

I never felt at all I think

Beer goggles when I saw the shrink

I never thought to think

Listen

I'm gone like the wind

I'm gone like the gin

I'm gone like my sins

I confessed, I'm a kid

I'm gone like the wind

I'm gone like the gin

I'm gone like my sins

I confessed, I'm a kid

I'm gone like the wind

I'm gone like the gin

I'm gone like my sins

I confessed, I'm a kid