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Artist: The Crimea
Title: Lottery Winners On Acid
Album: Tragedy Rocks
If she gets a black eye, I wanna black eye
If she gets a splinter, I wanna splinter too
If she gets arrested, I want arrested
If she goes trippin’, I go falling over
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
If she likes Gordons, I like Gordons
If she likes the black stuff, I like the black stuff too
If she gets a disease, I want a disease
If she goes trippin’, I go fallin’ over
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
If your momma could see you now
What would she think of her boy
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say, I was thinking anyway