Get blown
Stop, drop, roll over, I've lied
To put out fires
And when you say that you want it bad
I start to feel like I'm dead
In summers I swim, and I drive
YMCA pool wide-eyed when I dive
And when you say that you can't be sure
I start to feel like I'm your whore
Get sober, drive home Get blown Stop, drop, roll over, I've lied To put out fires And when you say that you want it bad I start to feel like I'm dead In summers I swim, and I drive YMCA pool wide-eyed when I dive And when you say that you can't be sure I start to feel like I'm your whore Explain Request ×
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