Lost in Her Lips-Trout Fishing in America
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K

Grimwoode

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Lost in her lips

I'm getting lost in her lips

And losing track of conversation

If lewis and clark had just discovered these lips

The expedition would have ended up in mexico

No

Lost in her lips

Downtown new york in her lips

I try to lift my eyes with no success

I got on with a transfer

And now I missed my stop

The bus driver is waving

Pointing me out to a cop

What am I saying

It doesn't matter

What is she saying

Why should I care

What could be more interesting than staring at these lips

Failing to communicate

Lost in her lips

I'm taking breakfast with her lips

Scrambling my sentences and all

Sitting at my table

There's coffee in my drink

It's difficult to concentrate

Impossible to think

I ask them questions

To watch them answer

Could you repeat that

So I might watch again

What could be more interesting than staring at these lips

Failing to communicate

Failing to communicate

Lost in her lips

I'm getting lost in her lips

And losing track of conversation

If lewis and clark had just discovered these lips

The expedition would have ended up in mexico

No

Lost in her lips

Taking a bath with her lips

In a porcelain tub

Reading a book

It's two o'clock in the afternoon

And there's music in the living room

I've got nothing left to do but stare at these lips

I ask them questions

To watch them answer

Could you repeat that

So I might watch again

What could be more interesting than staring at these lips

What could be more wonderful than staring at these lips

Failing to communicate

Failing to communicate

Hey

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