Lounge
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Lounge
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He don't remember, how it got there
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and!
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
His clothes were shining, shining
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Modest Mouse performs "Lounge", and this lyric page sits inside the Modest Mouse catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to 5-4-3-2-1... Lips Off and Bury Me With It with a short reason for opening each page next.
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