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It's plain to me to see
You have bought yourself a boat
Since the last time you and me spoke
Your laundry looks so pretty
Soft threads hanging and relaxing in the wind
You'll feel so much better when you wear these clothes again
The waves ruin the beach house
Every year on your birthday
They gave this hurricane your human name
How many more bug bites
And other subtle misfortunes can I withstand tonight?
Someone snuck their mothballs in my headlights
The neighbors are cussing
And throwing shit in the yard
While echoes of the minor leagues
Tumble down the road
