“Summer in Vegas feels like a burn-off…”
Summer in Vegas feels like a burn-off A sucker’s bet bake-off A fucker’s fake take-off It is the sleeper’s disease angle And the heretic’s new-fangled stakeout I ate three pounds of meat tonight I am magnificent I am deficient in the stag stay around sent along Temporary hold You stayed bold? You stayed vital? And [...]
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