Father John Misty - Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow Lyrics

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Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow

Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow By Father John Misty?
Livin' it up
You can have it all Pull more women than any two men or train can haul But my baby, she does something Way more impressive than the Georgia Crawl She blackens pages like a Russian romantic And gets down more often than a blowup doll Why the long face, Blondie? I'm already taken Sorry I may act like a lunatic But if you think I'm fucking crazy You're mistaken Keep moving On the road again For months at a time Doesn't take half that long for men about town to forget what's mine Now my genius can't drink in silence She's gotta listen to your tired-ass lines I know it's hard to believe the good-hearted woman Could have a body that'd make your daddy cry Why the long face, jerkoff? Your chance has been taken Good one You may think like an animal But if you try that cat-and-mouse shit You'll get bitten Keep movin', oh |
Who Wrote Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow By Father John Misty?
Joshua Michael Tillman
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What's The Duration Of The Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow By Father John Misty?The duration of Nothing Good Ever Happens at the Goddamn Thirsty Crow is 4:34 minutes and seconds. |
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