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houston keen - turlington lyrics

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slap happy drunk at three am
on a cold bicycle by turlington
a blue backpack and a bottle of gin
with a friend, i used to know

i swear i don’t care to catch myself
in new dorm rooms, with someone else
next to fletcher hall
where you spent your last semester

polo shirts, and slurring words
it’s a tragic waste, of what we were…

was all respected
as the sad and restless
with no real perspective in the end
you were queen of the boys club
i’m a sucker for that bad love
and i know just how this thing begins
slap happy drunk at three am
on a cold bicycle by turlington

midtown bars
and party drug scars
you roll swisher sweets
in the back of my car
with blue fingertips
and cherry red lips
on a can of pbr
i can find your room
while half awake
your two roommates
were on spring break
and i swear we didn’t even do a thing
but get real high and laugh

final terms, but we never learned
it’s a tragic waste
of what we were…

was all respected
as the sad and restless
with no real perspective in the end
you were queen of the boys club
i’m a sucker for that bad love
and i know just how this thing begins
slap happy drunk at three am
on a cold bicycle by turlington

we were peeling off that summer skin
we’d sneak away and lie to your friends
the poster child, for this lost generation…

was all respected
as the sad and restless
with no real perspective in the end
you were queen of the boys club
i’m a sucker for that bad love
and i know just how this thing begins
slap happy drunk at three am
on a cold bicycle by turlington

- houston keen lyrics

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