Grandaddy

Grandaddy - Kim, You Bore Me To Death songtekst

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To be clean out of money 

but with four healthy limbs 

could rive any body to name their kid Kim

I swear i'd never name my kid Kim 

We met at a party 

I was drunk and smoking cloves 

I really just needed a ride back to town

no I dont smoke cloves anymore 

And so she explains her theory 

Her feet propped on new pillows 

And her roommate behind her playing bongos 

Kim you bore me to death 

you bore me to death
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