[Verse 1]
Rain ammunition
The foreign prey
Winter is rapt
And it's a cold, bitter trap
Ride away
Lose the virgin tribe
[Verse 2]
Lady, you're the Fort Ham of your dress
No one will lay it and no one will say it
Kids are like a wild, deer-y game
Tough shank legs will never be the same (Ah)
(Fashion)
(Pass)
(Passion)
[Verse 3]
There's a troop
He's not plural, he's
Dropped off by a desert shack
Shandy Town, look at your lime sparks
Under the tree
She falls like a leaf
(Flutter)
Rain ammunition
The foreign prey
Winter is rapt
And it's a cold, bitter trap
Ride away
Lose the virgin tribe
[Verse 2]
Lady, you're the Fort Ham of your dress
No one will lay it and no one will say it
Kids are like a wild, deer-y game
Tough shank legs will never be the same (Ah)
(Fashion)
(Pass)
(Passion)
[Verse 3]
There's a troop
He's not plural, he's
Dropped off by a desert shack
Shandy Town, look at your lime sparks
Under the tree
She falls like a leaf
(Flutter)
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