Trot Line Beer Can
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Trot Line Beer Can Lyrics
Trot Line Beer Can by Heavy Heavy Low Low
I've got no money and I smell like sh*t.
Two cockroaches sit on a table
Gather dust eaves dropping conversation.
Stone cold faces, hard hard times.
I love life but no pain is annoying,
f**k the skeletons in my closet,
I'm so tired of their sad, sad moans.
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