Alex Ebert - Her Love lyrics

[Alex Ebert - Her Love lyrics]

Golden shower, Is this real or just
Radio in the park, heroin sugar flames
Diamond in her shoes,  woke up in box of pine
Don’t tell me you don’t romance it
The old man said you’re lying

Feel the sunshine os it’s raining on
Gods gift to symmetry, all tit's and energy
Don’t need touch to get it on
I got my heart in Gammalon
Magic hour in the car You
Were sucking on my cock

On my cold shoulder the future is real

(shoot) Her love is the ghetto (shoot)
Her love is a poor boy her love (her love)
(shoot) Her love is the sunshine (her love)
(shoot) her love is a soldier
Her love (shoot)



Hold me closely, wipe my ass with those
Fast fashion beauty queens
God’s own amphetamine
You got fire in your eye
You live life so you could die
Don’t tell me you don’t romance it
The old man said you’re lying

Holy shit, dear I get morbid like
Stepchild radio, television, very slow
Oh, these are the days of our tricks
All that time got cashed in change
When your pussy met my dick

Suicide, baby, the future is real

(shoot) Her love is the ghetto (shoot)
Her love is a poor boy her love (her love)
(shoot) Her love is the soldier (her love)
(shoot) her love is the rain boat her love

(shoot) Her love is the wonder (shoot)
Her love is the soldier her love (her love)
(shoot) Her love is the ghetto (her love)
(shoot) her love is a rocket
Her love (shoot)

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