Lets have sex on a dirty garage floor
Lets have sex on a dirty garage floor
Next to the oil dump
We'll walk home with our shirts on inside out
Blotches on our pants
Leaves in our hair
And a really lousey story
About where we've been
And we'll think dirty thoughts
Each time we pass in the hall
And wish that the oil stain
Would finally wash off
And then there will be a spring morning
With willows bending in the breeze
And care free birds
Gathering sticks and leaves
To make a nest
For raising the little chickies
And you will tell me you finally
Got your period
While we sit in the grass
As papers blow by
And squirrels pick
At discarded popsicle sticks
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One man gathers what another man spills.
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