Makin Toast

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Lying back, surrounded by cough 
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medicines gargles and pills
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Sailing shoes wound up tight, 
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looking for the next cheap brush
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Daydreaming in the van, the best 
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that I can do,
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And today I made lurv with you so 
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pornographic, just made me blush
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What's wrong with this painting, it
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 ain't the plagiarism or the 
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framing
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What I do to be making toast with
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 you

[Verse 2]
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Ten minutes to go until I get 
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that, that call again
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Wet towel in the corner like a 
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dead cat soaking up the old blood 
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stains
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Hung my shirt out, but there's no
 way to give it the kiss of life and
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 I,
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Wonder just how is it now 
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everything fits you so god damn 
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fucking right
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What's wrong with this picture even
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 when I throw up now I miss ya
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What I'd do to be making toast 
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with you

[Interlude]
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Got a photo of ya now, propped up
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 on the bottle with a tv guide
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Like every day dream I've had, 
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you know the ones they never come 
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at the right time

[Verse 3]
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You know my old man used to do a 
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whole lot of traveling too
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And sometimes I wonder if this 
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ain't what my life has come to
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A mid morning malaise and an 
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instant sachet to make your brain 
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turn to chicken feed
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Well it's a privileged life I guess
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 but to hell this pillow it ain't 
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got the curves I need
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What's wrong with this lithograph, 
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get this kid to the airport and 
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make it fast

[Otro]
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What I'd do to be grinding beans
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What I'd do to be down on my knees
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What I'd do to be making toast 
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with you
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And you know how I like it
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Burnt, and hot.