(one more time..)
I was born in this hotel washin´ dishes in the sink magazines and free soda tryin hard not to think
lay it on to the dawn everything we done is wrong I´ll be lonesome when I´m gone lay it on to the dawn
she can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah comin´ back from the convalescent home...oh... starin´ at sports cars...................................cryin´
rattlesnake on the ceilin´ gunpowder on my sleeve I will live here forever with the ocean and the bees
[chorus]
lay it on to the dawn [x3]
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