Hunter

Hold your head under the water
Breathe the scorching cold air with the used car salesman's daughter
Not a single clue as to what was done or what was said
Who ever said that romance and your impeccable taste were dead

Oh and I never knew
Just what it meant to you
No I never knew
And do you want it at all
Cos if you do you could fall
Do you want it at all

Outside the corner shop
You wait for a charitable older young man to stop
You recite Hunter Thompson's scripture without fail
Nothing but the start of another of your overblown and debauched tales

Do you spend your time here
With loathing and the fear
Do you spend your time here
And do you want it at all
Cos if you do you could fall
Do you want it at all

I would have never guessed
You were just like the rest
Oh I'd never have guessed
And do you want it at all
Cos if you do you could fall
Do you want it at all



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Writer(s): Nate Mcnally
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