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She married for insurance She married for insurance She needed the meds so She married for insurance Let's see: there was a stilt walker, a trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker She married for insurance Needed the antibiotics Two SSRIs, oh She married for insurance Let's see: there was a stilt walker, a trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker Let's see: there was a trombone player... A parade of afternoon men Family values appointee, web cam, disrope, cocktail hour, Can't catch a thrill by a toe, by belle or by beau, Squid ink, urchin roe, extra mayo Scotch in a bucket, Midori Sour When all is a thud And your mother is a prostitute Go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit, passion fruit A boy has to be pretty desperate, damned destitute to pull from that branch a ripened passion fruit A boy has to be pretty, damned in disrepute, to lift from the ground a wizened passion fruit When all is a thud And your mother is a prostitute Go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit You're either at ease, or rigid with the flag salute Three day furlough, barracks shower, rations of fruit John Phillip Sousa on a piccolo flute
Writer(s): Elliott Marx Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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