The ponies run, the girls are young,
the odds are there to beat
You win a while, and then it's done,
your little winning streak
with your invincible defeat
You live your life as if it's real
I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boobie Street.
and then you slip into the masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive.
You ditch it all to stay alive,
And sometimes when the night is slow
The wretched and the meek
We gather up our hearts and go
we pressed against the limits of the sea
I saw there were no oceans
I made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet,
I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
I'm back on Boogie Street,
that you were meant to keep
And quiet is the thought of you
The file on you com plete
Except what we forgot to do
The wretched and the meek
We gather up our hearts and go
The ponies run, the girls are young
The odds are there to beat
You win a while, and then it's done
Your little winning streak
And someone now to deal with
You live your life as if it's real
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