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Artist: Ugly Casanova
Canonical path: /ugly-casanova/hotcha-girls
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Hotcha Girls
Read Hotcha Girls lyrics by Ugly Casanova on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Hotcha Girls
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Smells like autumn, smells like leaves
You don't know that you'll rust
And not belong so much and then get
Left alone
Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk
And don't you know
That old folks' homes smell so much
Like my own?
The hotcha girls at the palisades
Dime store keets
Pretty birds, pretty mouths
Mama's little truck stop rose
Her dancy feet her happy laugh
We were dropping dimes
On the ponies in the cul-de-sac
Casting shadows throwing sparks
(The mail came from miles away
The postal man is always late
And we wait)
We left our teeth marks on the barrel of the gun
The clipper ship across your chest
(Glassy eyes and wooden teeth
The engine rusted in deep deep sleep
It waits to awake.)
Turns out the pony only had one trick
A wink for the truck stop boys
(Tight lipped with a big ol mouth
The government workers all headed south while it rained outside)
They learned it all from the polaroids
(Glass eyes and the wooden teeth
The engine's rusting in deep deep sleep, it waits)
Smells like autumn, smells like leaves
You don't know that you'll rust
And not belong so much and then get
Left alone
Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk
And don't you know
That old folks' homes smell so much
Like my own?
Time blends light
Paint's all peeling
Wait outside
Take four rights
The hotcha girls in the palisades
Dime store keets
Pretty birds, pretty mouths
Glassy eyes and the wooden teeth
The engine's rusting in deep deep sleep
It waits
The mail came from miles away
The postal man is always late
And we wait
Tight lipped with a big ol mouth
The government workers all headed south while it rained
Glassy eyes and wooden teeth
The engine rusted in deep deep sleep
It waits, it waits, it waits
To awake
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