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Mota

5. ledna 2008 v 14:42 | Vevushqa a Monuska |  The Offspring-texty
Mota!
Every day, well it's the same
That bong that's on the table starts to call

My name
I take a hit and zone out again
I'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten
Watching reruns on my TV
I'm laughing off my ass at three's company
I don't know if I'm understood
But hearing Jimmy Buffett never sounded so good

Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy's you and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out might feel okay all night

Mota!
I'm driving down to the Barrio
Going 5 miles an hour cause I'm already stoned
Give the guy a twenty and wait in the car
He tosses me a baggie then he runs real far
I take a hit but it smells like a clove
Oh fuck I got a baggie of oregano
This ritual is destroying me
But I guess it could be worse
It could be methedrine

Your memory's gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy's you and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out might take
Losing out might take you all night
Mota!
Losing out might feel okay all night
Yeah losing out might feel okay all life
 

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