The Vice Like Gist Of It

I can't help but wind you up
And doubtless I deserve
These grabbings of the wrist
The vice-like gist of it

It's not that I don't care for you
It's just that I'm unkind
You swim offshore then land ahoy
You row for virgin shores

It's not that I don't care for you
It's just that I'm unkind
You swim offshore, land ahoy
You row for virgin shores



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Writer(s): Kenny Anderson
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