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craig finn - tangletown lyrics

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happy hour in those high heel boots
splitting checks for some m-ssive groups
red t–th and the buyback blues
the sketchy truth about the vineyard youth

can’t slow down but her car is in the shop
she can’t pay up but she still wants to rock
she can’t listen to the people talk
just stares beyond their shoulders
and waits until their mouths stop moving

she knows this guy who likes to fool around
he’s got a big house up in tangletown
he claims he used to have a family
he falls asleep way too easily

she walks around once he p-sses out
calls a car and collects what’s hers
takes a bottle when she’s walking out
she’s working at the cork when she gets back into her building

sit and drink until the sun comes up
sleep it off and then it starts again
go to work and when she’s getting off
tries to hang around some finer things
tries to hang around some finer things

he keeps his eyes on the sales reports
keeps in shape with the racquet sports
tennis shorts on the tennis courts
he lost his shirt in a bad divorce

the lawyers came and they scr-ped him away
he kept the house but he still lost his way
he goes to work but they take half his pay
leased a car that makes it look ok

the broker said that he should sell the wine
they got this guy that can arrange a buy
but there’s a girl that sometimes comes to him
she seems to really like the finer things

once a week or so he takes her out
she picks the place it’s always new and loud
he can barely even hear her talk
just stares beyond her shoulder
and waits until her mouth stops moving

sit and drink until they fall asleep
he wakes up and he’s alone again
goes to work and then when he gets off
tries to hang around some finer things
tries to hang around some finer things

sit and drink until they fall asleep
he wakes up and he’s alone again
goes to work and then when he gets off
tries to hang around some finer things

sit and drink until the sun comes up
sleep it off and then it starts again
go to work and when she’s getting off
tries to hang around some finer things
tries to hang around some finer things
tries to hang around some finer things

- craig finn lyrics

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