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You were there with me
We always kept a steady pace
Observational humor galore
We had no steps to retrace
Walks in the park with you
I felt a spark for you and your bulldog

You continued to see
Nuance on the brighter side
Even though I wanted more, you know I did
Than you cared to provide

Then I felt that cold steel on the back of my neck
How inconvenient
It seemed pretty careless, but what did I expect

You were there with me
At least that's how you tell it
I couldn't keep my hands off you
Distracted at sunset
Robbed in the park with you
A sudden stop with you and your bulldog
Pistol whipped in front of you
You're so stunning, I can hear the applause

Then I felt that cold steel on the back of my neck
So inconvenient
Would these children do something they would regret?
But at the time mean it
You know I never minded the taste of blood
You were there with me, down in the mud

Down in the mud, down in the mud
Down in the mud, down in the mud
Down in the mud, down in the mud
Down in the mud, down in the mud



Credits
Writer(s): Frankie Broyles, Walter Philip Iv Frobos
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