Honeydogs
Glee
Got some wine, I got a dozen roses Gotta get there before the Rock closesBefore the shit [dumped out] in the streetI watch you work that's always a treatServing up she's got her eye on meShe's never happy but they call her GleeWhat you want say it always clearShe'll fill your cup while she [wipe] tearThey want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you downThere's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bedOne more chins up to hard luck stories GleeDon't want to hear about your old flamesI hope they go to an early graveI'm jealous now can't you tellAm I the only one ringin' your bellThey want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you downThere's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bedLetras de cancionesOne more chins up to hard luck stories GleeThe drunken ass at the bar hollars The world's small and it's geting smallerGet yourself out of whack When your friend talk behind your back They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them All the darlins' of the underground They come to see you come to stare you downThere's no glory washing ash trays When all your friends have gone to bedOne more chins up to hard luck stories GleeCome on GleeCome on GleeYeah, come on Glee
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