The wash is out
Its hanging up
And all I have
Is nothing
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and Im all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin about
I dont think I will ever return again my friend
If I was king
Id wear a ring
And never hurt my people
Id stay alert
And dress to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and Im all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin about
I dont think I will ever return again my friend
The sun comes up and Im all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin about
I dont think I will ever return again my friend
I dont think I will ever return again my friend
I dont think I will ever return again my friend