Rowboat Row me to the shore She don't wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don't wanna be my friend no more Pick me up Give me some food to eat In your truck Going' no place I'll be home Talking' to nobody You'll be strange You'll be far away Big fat moon And my body's out of tune With the burning' waves She's a billion years away Dog food on the floor And I've been like this before She is all And everything else is small Pick me up Give me some alcohol In your truck Playing' the radio I'll be home With the gasoline You'll be stoned You'll be far away Rowboat Row me to the shore She don't wanna be my friend no more She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She is all And everything else is small
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