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Marsupial
You're a pouch that I climb into
Think of me and sing until you have a song
Live and dream the thoughts you keep around
Last I heard
Your kiss was cold
Lying flat here
On the gray Houston road
Marsupial
You're a pouch that I climb into
Think of me and sing until you have a song
Live and dream the thoughts you keep around
The wine is good
My beer's hot
I wanted to talk to you
Then again maybe not
Marsupial
You're a pouch that I climb into
Think of me and sing until you have a song
Live and dream the thoughts you keep around
Think of me you sing until you have a song
Live and dream the thoughts you keep around