8 Ladies

Eight ladies drink going faster that their mighty lovin' razorshark
Reach for the tree, when you drink,
Falling faster's when you're in a car
Slowly melts the eyes, causing spots,
You know the kind rolling down

The forearm dripping from their eye, from their eye
Yeah they're dripping from their eye, you and I
Eight ladies sinking



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Writer(s): Wes Joseph Berggren, Tim Newton Delaughter, Mark Christoher Pirro, Phil Karnats, Benjamin David Curtis
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