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Don't Know How to Spit
Contributed by
enigma
on
Saturday, 7th January 2012 @ 03:55:41 PM in AEST
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April 10, 2011
Sunday
8:48 p.m.
Don't Know How to Spit
I never asked for what I got;
Never crossed my mind;
If it had...aw you can bet,
I'd'a left it all behind...
But, here it is,
And I'm not entirely sure,
What to do with it...
[music:]
Can't keep it to my Self;
Can't sit on it;
Got a mouthful,
and,
I don't know how to spit...
You'd think somebody would'a planned ahead;
Would'a thought of a way to spread it around;
Thought of a way to get it downtown...
[music:]
But here I am spinnin' my wheels;
Axle deep in sand;
Got a drum, but can't find no band...
Aw, can you help me out?
Can you help me fig'er what it's all about?
Aw...please...whisper...
don't shout....
[music:]
I don' know...
what do you think?
I'm clueless;
I'm newborn pink!
I'm raw and tender!
I don't know what to think...
Can't keep it to my Self;
Can't sit on it;
Got a mouthful,
and,
I don't know how to spit...
[music:]
Copyright ©
enigma
... [
2012-01-07 15:55:41] (Date/Time posted on
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