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Slow down these waves, cutting it close,

like the close in your hips connecting with your clothes,

how am i supposed to Harden up and stop it?

take everything and shoot it off in a Houston Rocket,

or is it more Frogger? hop from one to another,

like they were jobs and the jumper my brother,

can't take my mother, way too strong,

something i feared in her was long gone,

take you sad song, and give me Mercy,

even if, for no reason, it hurts me,

makes me think of the Summer fling,

the one i'd give up everything,

maybe i first saw you as trouble,

but baby you made me soon see double,

this month of stubble, cold and alone,

knew i was in trouble when you came back home.