Forty-Seven

Forty seven days and a minute and a half before it's christmas Small town hospitalities cooking and it's really good for business Four by four and two and a half kids say that I miss tattoo the misses Funny haha, funny funny haha isn't that young flismas So what That apex thing We can laminate Doing the serene And as I spoke to her I saw Vivian on camera Blah, blah, blah I'm not youre little girl honey I know a pig from a pearl You're not the key to my world How it gets away Forty seven miles and a meter and a half away from christian I know that your way now your feeling is beyond your comprehension You're the one to tell me to a teacher so here's a little lesson If I'm going crazy baby you give me a reason So take your fancy cloths And your little red rose Gonna strike a pose You take a made facade And it broke my heart I'm not your little girl honey I know a pig from a pearl You're not the key to my world How it gets away Forty seven beers and a bottle and a half of sexual tension I won't be the blow up doll for your suppressed obsession In your truth I'm looking for some sign of seeing some sort of redemption But I'm just a slave like you to purpose and protention So I will dominate of all the words care for me And my association you take up less of my concentration Now left the time I think I'm here I got to know what make's it easier As I swim to harboured waters your my number one near forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven My forty seven Oh my forty seven