Album: Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain: L.A.’s Desert Origins

In a bucket top of the hill
Overlooking out of time thrills
You think you need some inspiration

And I wouldn't wanna ask because I don't mind
If it don't rhyme

Are a trespasser
Kiss me when I cross the tracks, baby
And I'll be watching you babe
I'll be watching you, I'll be whining too

Just a soiled little filly can't raise the roof
Keep your heart open under your glass
It was given my a maker that dirty, dirty taker
And ya don't mind because he don't mind saying

'I feel like a lap dog
You pet me when I beg
Why do beggarsisis
They never kneel

I'll be watching for you, too
I'll be watching for you, too
I'll be watching for you, too
I'll be watching you

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