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letra de bones - joey cook & the partyraddlers

[verse 1: joey cook]
you shot your father’s sweet affair
off the pedestal he built
and even though he tried
he never could lie quiet like you
you left her crying on the stairs
wearing just her underwear
and even though she cried
she’ll never really love you like i do

[chorus: joey cook]
now these bones are low on marrow
and i’m miles away from home
and my true love’s arms and sweetest songs
they еcho in my bones
in my bones

[verse 2: joey cook & quentin alexander]
your heartbеat’s quiet as a kick drum
and our bellies speak the same language
and you don’t mind, you don’t mind
that our brittle bones collide
that perfect seven minutes before rest
you said you’d find me in the valley
searching for somebody else
but godd-mn your fame for making me behave this way
now all they’ll ever be is second best
oh, oh
[chorus: joey cook]
now these bones are low on marrow
and i’ve got no place to be
and at the end of this road lies home sweet home
with gardens and you
under aspen trees

[outro: quentin alexander]
oh
oh
oh oh oh

- joey cook the partyraddlers

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