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i've got visitors coming by my house tonight and i came prepared to sell myself tonight bring your friends we'll have a beer did you notice i'm talking to myself for a lack of conversation in your backwoods high school world we've got a visitor coming out of the rain and he came prepared to share his pain don't be afraid to spill some soul did you hear him talking to the ladies there are no ladies here but there's admiration a form of applause and it smiles in the smoky air are you expecting visitors it only takes a brew to herd them through and now i know that i've been here before it's coming round again did you notice i'm talking to myself for a lack of conversation you're so fucking cool now that you're in school what's your major |
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Song info: Lyrics written 1998 in Greensboro, NC by James Moats | ||
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