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letra de glossy - howell dawdy

[verse 1]
wasteland scene at the seidenfaden’s
wet floor, body limit, smells like vomit
we got 20 minutes ’til last call
we got everybody waiting for rome to fall
we got two drinks, sticky shoes, pit stains
we got a thousand watts thawing out our brains
we got maybe enough cash for the next few days
fluorescent lights dousin’ us in our own age
it’s a maze of politics and scuzzy dudes
gunpowder plotting how to light a fuse
but then, deep in the corner makin’ her own fog
there’s a very glossy lady, sweatin’ like it’s her job

[chorus]
she’s glossy
she’s glossy

[verse 2]
there’s a glare off her face, piercing and bright
now i’m walking like a dead man into the light
she looks good, she looks damp like poseidon’s daughter
not a single speck of l’oréal powder on her
cheeks kinda red from the perspiration
she looks sl!ck, she looks active, she looks vaccinated
skin shinin’ like gravy in a gravy boat
high gloss sheen like a piano, you know
she’s like a hot dog in a suede vest
excuse me madame, you are under arrest
for lookin’ salt-cured, fried up, boiled and wet
glossy like a magazine hot off the press, yes

[verse 3]
uh, i gotta confess
i was not aware that i was into this
but your humidity’s drawin’ me into your web
my hair’s curlin’ up and and my palms are sweatin’
i’m a mess, but she looks magical and unstressed
like a million-dollar mermaid figurehead
i’ve gotta give it to her, high sheen is her coat
she’s glistening like newly fallen untouched snow

[chorus]
she’s glossy
she’s glossy
she’s glossy
she’s glossy

[verse 4]
it might be treacherous or lecherous to labor the point
but she’s a wishing well, and i’m wishing i had more coins
did a master coat her skin with five coats of sh-llac?
did he finish it with polish and carnauba wax?
’cause she’s maximum sheen, like men at work
putting the gleam on louis xvi’s furniture
the unrest outside washing off her back like a duck
eatin’ all the cake she wants and then burning it up

[verse 5]
it’s too much, i’ve heard of dripping, but she’s got drip
bad vibes tryin’ to grip her, but they get no grip
the angry mob tries to stop her, but she’s too sl!ck
plagues trying to get her, her veneer’s too thick
biologically outfitted with a moisture shield
equipped to deal with any future hand she deals
i’ve heard that catfish have a sl!ck layer that helps wounds heal
but that comparison i guess is sorta sub-ideal
but for real, it’s last call, better get her a drink
replenish those electrolytes she’s misting us in
i gotta give it to her, high gloss is her coat
she’s shining in the darkness like a beacon of hope

[chorus]
she’s glossy
she’s glossy
she’s glossy
she’s glossy

- howell dawdy

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