Friday, May 1, 2009

Soda Shop



Makes me feel like lying down on the ground and look up at the sky.

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the sidewalk is rushing at my head again
I'm lying on the street in the rain and wind
from doing forward rolls down Avenue A
with my guitar on my back, don't let it end this way

somehow I dialed my cell
I didn't know I could get service in hell
how quickly can you get here?
don't know where I am, dear
finally, the world actually seems to be revolving around me

shooby dooby doo-wap
I overdid it at the soda shop
thanks for being my girl at the
"I don't know when to stop sock hop"

you held my head over the edge of the bed
I remember it now, but at the time I thought I was dead
you put a pan there and held up my hair
how can I repay you for saving me and my hardwood floor?

shooby dooby doo-wap
I overdid it at the soda shop
thanks for being my girl at the
"I don't know when to stop sock hop"

and when the world stopped spinning round
I picked the pen up off the ground
I read my up heaves, much like tea leaves
they said, "it's over, so get sober or you'll die again"

shooby dooby doo-wap
I overdid it at the soda shop
thanks for being my girl at the
"I don't know when to stop sock hop"

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