Alligator(Chords)

	        Kimya Dawson's stlye and the way she strums is so unique and intimidating that I don't  
even want to attempt it. I usually just do my own thing with her songs. 
If you have any comments, let me know! 
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Orchestrated chamber pots 
Soap dish shaped like an alligator 
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Tit for tat you nail my twat 
Pitter pat to the smell ya later 
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For a lack of evidently skater chaser tater tot 
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Mail the rebate in then wait 
But for how long? 
I forgot 
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24 or 25 or 26 man I don't know 
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Either way an alligator helped me to feel less alone 
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Through sophomoric awkwardness 
Broken Mirror 
Damaged Goods 
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The eternal question's 'Would I?' 
Would I? 
Oh fuck yea I would 
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Woulda coulda shoulda done it 
Almost did but was too scared 
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Critically conditioning the tits and ass and hips and hair 
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Piece together rooty tooty cuties poo the tiny one 
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Inner baggage carry's on external manifestation 
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All your friends are drinking beer 
All your friends are making out 
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All your friends are smoking shit, and fingering, and going down 
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T-shirt says 'I'm High on Life' 
Climb and climb the tallest tree 
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Christopher and Sir Topham Hatt help you conduct your symphony 
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For sympathetic chocodiles and empathetic Fudgy whales 
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Genetically telepathic Reading Rainbow nerf ball for sale 
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Change your shoes and pick a lane 
Take aim with three in the holes 
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Spare the line on the approach 
Last chair wins the tidy bowl 

Aesop Rock 
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The tuning in of Tokyo in lien of Basic Channeling 
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Had students of the Bosom study woman through the scrambling 
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1980 cable box 
A gateway drug for horny lads 
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Who later found the joy of sex and hidden stash of porno mags 
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Holy god damn fucking shit 
Massive hooters everywhere 
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Pointing toward celestial defenders of the atmosphere 
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So many vagina types 
This one is naked lamb 
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This one is a violent slice 
This one is like raver pants 
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Someone that you know is hiding hustlers in the local woods 
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Inside there is something that will alter how you know this world 
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You may want to fuck some tits 
You may want to hide your face 
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You will always find some time to fuck your fucking time away 
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We had found a mystery VHS tape in a secret drawer 
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When our parents left for work we fed it to the VCR 
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Specimens of hair and sweat intended for a private eye 
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Humping like a pair of dogs 
Showcasing a primal drive 
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Nothing seemed the same again 
Judgement is a petty joke 
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Nobody can say a word 
They worship the same centerfold 
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Aliens of horrid Mars 
Seeking life on boring Earth 
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Dropping quarters on the floor 
Peaking up the shortest skirts 

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Repeat to the end.
	        

Written by The Uncluded