Don't follow me home...
You walking in the gulf stream,
tail between your legs...
It's not funny...
If you ask me,
It's just funny in your head...
Hang on,
Hang on...
My tongue is filled with sugar,
And my back is filled with pain...
Your tongue is on my shoulder,
And there's nothing on my brain...
Don't follow me home...
Shake barrels of whisky down my throat,
I'll still see straight...
Ride out on a pony even loose,
I won't be late...
Hang on,
Hang on...
I'll ride on a pony till I'm dusty
And I'm old...
My head is filled with flowers,
And I'm dressed in shiny gold...
Keep an eye on me,
I shimmer on horizons...
I shimmer on horizons...
A shimmer on horizons...
I shimmer on horizons...
A shimmer in your eyes, son,
A shimmer in your eye...
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