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The Dream

from Bestfriends by Make No Bones

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Oh that old southern moon,
And the black cat on the side walk,
Bicycle wheels float over my head,
And the air is as thick as it is warm,

I must be in New Orleans,
I must be dreaming

The steel guitar man plays for the train,
Flask packed of bourbon loose cigarette in his mouth,
Fat mans trumpet kisses city tops,
Tires grow peaches down here in the south,

I must be in New Orleans,
I must be dreaming

I don't mind this but my mother wouldn't like it though,
This is not a floatation device,
But there's an octopus painted on it,
Records are hanging from the chandeliers,
Ou there's something sticky on the table,

One day I'll settle down,
Some day I'll be what you want,
But not today,

Cause I am not prepared to know why I am not prepared to know...

Records are hanging from the chandeliers,
Ou there's something sticky on the table,
One day I'll settle down,
Some day I'll be what you want,
But not today

I don't mind this but my mother wouldn't like it though

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from Bestfriends, released May 1, 2018

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