I landed at an angle through thickets of mint
Disused old station, wrong side of the fence
And I've roamed so ugly, I've worn out my tread
My leathers don't fit me, the dampness and dread
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
I drove desert roads and optical courts
The mini is stable and in the divorce
The photos have faded, the lid has come loose
Come ride with me, baby, I'm long in the tooth
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
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