Odd Times USS
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[Intro]
Mating songs from different birds
[Verse 1]
Seventy-three
The bus I catch at six-thirty
It's quarter to eight
I'm gonna get fired, I'm gonna be late
To Timmy's I go
He is a pimp and we are his hoes
A buck thirty-nine
Seventeen minutes to get there on time
Seventy-three
Degrees, I heard it's supposed to pour
I take the stairs
But it's all the way up on the third floor
I take a breath
Hit number three and move to the left
But now we are stuck
And I don't give a
[Pre-Chorus]
Pickin' up the pieces
Broke a mirror in Heaven
Pickin' up the pieces
Still I don't know why
Mating songs from different birds
[Verse 1]
Seventy-three
The bus I catch at six-thirty
It's quarter to eight
I'm gonna get fired, I'm gonna be late
To Timmy's I go
He is a pimp and we are his hoes
A buck thirty-nine
Seventeen minutes to get there on time
Seventy-three
Degrees, I heard it's supposed to pour
I take the stairs
But it's all the way up on the third floor
I take a breath
Hit number three and move to the left
But now we are stuck
And I don't give a
[Pre-Chorus]
Pickin' up the pieces
Broke a mirror in Heaven
Pickin' up the pieces
Still I don't know why
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