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Song by Kemp

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I stare at the cigarette smoke leave the filter into the atmosphere
The woman who puffs so gently taking in every breath is so sincere
And I can't remember the last time I loved something so dearly
Especially something that's slowly taking me
Yeah, it's slowly killing me
I watch the paint chips fall off my porch and into the garden
I didn't know if I did what I did that this would happen
And some dog is being walked by some woman in a purple jumpsuit
Someone should tell her purple went out with me, yeah it's through.
So I guess the screen door will close
And take me back where I belong
So I guess the screen door will close behind me
And lock me in my own home
So I can't mimic choking
on cigarette smoking
while I sit on my porch reading my book
and that dog won't stop yelping
Somebody stop it
Somebody help me.
I stare at an ice cream truck, oh wait it's just a Chevy.
So I guess the screen door will close
And take me back where I belong
So I guess the screen door will close behind me
And lock me in my own home
So I can't mimic choking
on cigarette smoking
while I sit on my porch reading my book
and that dog won't stop yelping
Somebody stop it
Somebody help me. And the Chevy is bleeding grey, man that's some fucked up ice cream color, yeah, maybe I should sleep underneath the backstop
in the sand or the dirt
What do they make little league fields out of these days anyway? And the grass is all politically correct
Standing short and green
But I am the one who envies at their posterity
I gaze with feigned sincerity
But they don't pay much attention to me
Yeah
They're not paying much of anything to see me
I let them in for free.

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