Will Oldham
Boy, Have You Cum
A head start on the frogOn the deer and the dogThe things we true were taughtLoyal, torn from the heartIt's now so soft underfootWe see more than we sleepIf god could make me cryI would run along the waterShe won't come, I'll be goneShe won't come, I'll be gonePlay with it while you have handsA desperate lack of demandsI can't offer a thingIt's better than dying, so take itScrap the outfitAnd hand me the keys to your carIf I leave before it is lightI will be around when you areShe won't cum, I'll be goneShe won't cum, I'll be gone
From Letras Mania