Dead love couldn’t go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I ain’t coming home with you
The song repeats the first verses.
Dead love couldn’t go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I ain’t coming home with you
The song repeats the first verses.
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You made me smile. (That’s often a hard thing to do.)
Yay, so glad for that. 🙂