The Sawtooth Grin
The Sawtooth Grin - Satan Would Sit In The Smoking Section But He Doesn't Like The Creepy Waiter songtekst
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The fragrance of spent ashtrays eminates and the butch waitress is the only woman in my life right now hey flow no need for a menu I know whats coming to me and these scrambled eggs are runny just like my fucking nose wheres my free refill? Bottomless cup of salvation for my life in a vinyl booth
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Taal: Engels
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Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).