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in august - orange peeler lyrics

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and you would take me back home to your place
and i would say something awesome and stay
and then we’d crash on your couch and i’d crack you a smile
and uncover everything south of your neck

cause you’re my orange peeler
you’re my dirty dealer
you cheat at every game that you play

i’ll try and sleep you off
while i dream you up
and i will waste all night
i’ll make it up you’ll make it out of me now
somehow

do you want to sleep to the sounds of distant cars?
holding hands on a bench in central park
come pick me up or my life will never start
hours feel like days when wе’re apart

cause you’re my orangе peeler
you’re my dirty dealer
and you cheat at every game that you play

and i would be
embarrassed to show my face
after i wasted
all my time on you
i still imagine what you mean to me
getting wasted on the phone
just to keep from getting older
i’m picturing your arms
till i’m laughing on your shoulder
again
and again
and again
and again

getting wasted on the phone
just to keep from getting older
i’ll be picturing your arms
till i’m laughing on your shoulder
again
and again
and again
and again

cause you’re my orange peeler
you’re my dirty dealer
you’re my thought concealer
you’re my best revealer

cause you’re my orange peeler
(just to keep from getting older)
you’re my dirty dealer
(laughing on your shoulder again)
and you cheat at every game that you play
(and again, and again)



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