No Rm. 9, Kentucky
Happy birthday, baby, yeah
You make me feel blue
Swollen eyes worth since you left
Happy birthday, baby, yeah
I love only you
Swollen eyes worth since you left
Thats approval, a stamp of a knife with initials on rubber
A doodle of some ancient mother ****ing her son
I predict by 3am the pill bottle top will have come undone
Tongue kiss through the kitchen screen
Tongue kiss through the kitchen screen
By 3am the pill bottle top will have come undone
Shell hand you one long-wind,
short-sigh story that starts with the words, ' Theres no
room Kentucky 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9'
I guess youll do just fine
By 3am the pill bottle top had come undone
Shell hand you one long-wind, short-sigh story
Thats untrue
There is no room nine