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Take Off My Clothes

Depression is shooting its gun,
The moon is giving me
Fifty-six good reasons to cry
It'll take more than a gallon of off-white paint
To keep the kitchen door open
The gas stove is burning to the maximum,
It's hot in the camp
 
There's nothing to do,
In my sleep I'm spooning
Camping icepacks
I rehearse my life for the rest of my days,
I calculate the hours that I no longer have,
I count the girls who have made love to you
- And I run out of fingers
 
Take off my clothes,
You pretty moron,
But a damn pretty moron
 
Where are you? Tell me,
When are you coming back?
I look like an icebreaker in the desert,
There's everything here to keep someone from wanting anything
I promise you, I'm not charged with blanks
What d'you want, what you waiting for?
I'm not stupid
 
Take off my clothes,
You pretty moron,
But a damn pretty moron
 
Bring back your mouth,
Round up your arms,
Do what you gotta do, but do it quick
C'mon, don't wait for me to stumble upon the guests
I'm not too small to hop on the attractions,
I read the note left on the fridge,
"Baby, I love you!'
 
Take off my clothes,
You pretty moron,
But a damn pretty moron
 
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