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My black lock's slicking for a '70 soul A cold California That I called my own You know We're two wheels trucking down the back of an Alfa Romeo West bound to live off the land We'll hold each other's hands and we'll sing a song That I thought was by Nina Simone But it turned out it was from a musical I got my freedom I got a lot but I don't know what to do So I'll just keep singing for you The camp site's full I gotta park on the farm The bullock is harmless So please don't be alarmed We got a short time here Because the taurus is stealing all the charm Drip drop and hang up my clothes My skinny dipping got me Sipping coco bottle local Just to warm up my bones Sitting here on my Jones with my guitar I got my freedom I got a lot but I don't know what to do So I'll just keep singing for you Should I use reason I'll be the reason and no reason too So I'll just keep singing for you For you For you |