I Miss America Songtext
von Slutever

Covered in dirt and filmy dust
I would find a towel that smelled of
Wet mildew and wipe off my teeth pastings
I would get a glass of water
And sit on the porch that overlooks
A quiet street that reeks of crack and poverty
Oooh
Ahhh
I watched as a cigarette
Dropped down on your limp wrist
Falling onto all the work
You wrote when you couldn′t sleep
Burning all the words that hurt
Out of your troubled mind
When all that anybody wanted was for you to get some rest
Oooh
Ahhh


Oooh
Ahhh
You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM
I predict its imminent
You′re already drunk, its 10: 00 AM
I predict its imminent
Oooh
Ahhh
Oooh
Ahhh
You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM
I predict its imminent
You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM
I predict its imminent
You′re already drunk, its 10: 00 AM
I predict its imminent
You′re already drunk, its 10: 00 o'clock in the fucking morning