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We were right as rain in the front porch swing Dying for open ears I need a hand that fits, I need some skin to slip Some sleeves that I can wear Dragged along through spring with no sway Can't eat, can't sleep, can't sing Every move I make is cautious I'm such a waste We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, I'm coming again Sharing drags of 9s and sips of gin, blonde to brown, We can get back again, we can get back again We're not made of money, we don't talk or laugh We can plant a garden, we get it back We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, Oh, I'm coming again I'm coming again, I'm coming again I'm coming again, woah oh, woah oh We're not made of money, we don't talk or laugh We can plant a garden, we get it back We were up all night, we had the city and rain We were up all night, Oh, I'm coming again I'm coming again, I'm coming again I'm coming again From Letras Mania