Music by Chet Vincent
Words by Chet Vincent & Abe Anderson
lyrics
I won't forget the way you dance
or the kids passed out in the chairs.
The music's loud, ah! gimme a chance
there's an empty room upstairs.
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When we touch it feels good, but not like it should --
saying good bye hurts, just not as much as it could.
These off-white rooms turn inside out
red plastic cups crushed in the ground.
In the basement, babe, there's an ugly sound
but your fingers pull my hair when I look down.
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Downstairs, your friends, they all call this cheap
but cheap drinks, babe, they still go down sweet.
Now come lie down in your best friend's bed
and just try to forget all the shit they said.
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credits
from Desert Gold,
released October 30, 2009
Guest artist: Anna Elder (bg vox)