PICKFAIR
Swimming pool's full of champagne
A thousand beautiful women and they fall like the rain
I look down the barrel of another slow day
And sail on back to those PickFair ways
Violet and Georgia found a devil in the details
Something cold and black has gotten hold of the rails
In the barbed wire there lies a yellow sundress
They just look on and say "That's the thing about Percy, I guess."
Pieces of you and pieces of me
Were found in the debris
As I sail to PickFair, I'm so glad I can't see
I have a love for old movies and a meanness inside
All of my kisses will turn rancid and die
Ear wigs and silver fish are all that's left in my wake
......I need to write a couple more verses along with finishing the third one.
Bad Lyrics On The Installment Plan
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