Figment of Desperation Lyrics by David Deacon
You wore a white dress more or less
In this world of let’s pick up a wife
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You wore a white dress more or less
In this world of let’s pick up a wife
My mind’s doing rhythm and my heart’s doing drums
But my skinny white legs, they’re all thumbs
I guess you could call this a loser’s advice
You should always know if her mother is nice