Hooker boots, Ellen suits
Platinum curls, Indigo Girls.
Empty beer cans, Infectious laugh
Supermarket sweep, sex for cash.
Sfooma you're almost gone, Sfooma you're leaving
Sfooma you're my best friend for all these things, but mainly for your cleavage.
I say it a lot, and I hope it resonates
We booze a lot, we've got big boobs - wherever you are, we're fuckin' soulmates.
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