Tremendous Brunettes - Mike Doughty

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

Slow down, don’t fuck with my high

I want to be left alone, here with my monsters

And say, now it’s time to ride

To see lovely girls and to not put the moves on them

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

Praise now, the baby genius

She skips in the shade of the lonely sour apple tree

While she snaps on her gum

Her gleaming teeth bared and the shine that she shows to me

Tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes around

Tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes around

All of your ill gotten gains

That you have whipped up to a rich, foamy lather, girl

Nameless gnaw of my pain

Like three hundred trumpets and just one is out of tune

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

(Hey, hey, hey)

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

(Hey, hey, hey)

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

All them tremendous brunettes

All them tremendous brunettes around

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