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Snakes In The Grass

from Summerhead by Doll Gods

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Arabic Dick Dale
My flower so pale
A diamond Hyman
A girl so frail
I keep on tryin'

Be her beekeeper?
I hardly know her!
Not
Nitty gritty itty bitty tart
Living on a knife edge
Peering over her hedge

Keep calm
It's not in my nature
Carry on
Through the danger
She's a gold minor

Tight rope walking ballerina
She's my little gasolina
Lighting fire to my torch
It's 12am on her porch
Aching on me like a tumor
I wish I even knew her

I'd be soaring
Over the Grand Canyon
If I were her companion
A canyon between
me and her
Her mother is the water

Whining coward
But over wine
It'd be so nice
She's a cancer
She was born in July

(Chorus)

Snakes in the grass
Snakes in the grass
Snakes in the grass
I wait for her after class

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from Summerhead, released October 31, 2017
Lyrics by Allie Carey and Paul Ouellette

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