Текст (слова) песни: Michael Penn - Slipping My Mind
Rats in my jacket I`m so impressed I am now seen unclean Wash me up mama and give me a suit of gabardine I had a suit, by the look on my face, maybe it`s plain to see that that never stopped what was troubling me like once, it was Monday out. And dry? Man, it was a drought but all that is slipping my mind
Cracked like a whip like a brick coming down and hit me between the eyes another occasion I`ve yet to forget was I unwise? Should I remind you that this is the end of Camels, and masking tape, and this demonstration of tripping with grace and if I need you I`m intentionally wasting your time Hey, everything`s slipping my mind
Now copper and nickel are heads in my hand I`ll bet you your sparest change that this time tomorrow you`ll be miles away with all trace of Monday out with deserts to think about and all of this slippin` my mind.
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