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Touch Grass

de Henry Jamison

Through the glass of the bottle
All is green and bends
And seeing her distorted so
I went through hell and back again

She was my dearest friend
But she will go to heaven
So maybe I can see her then

Well, my car will barely start
I gotta get it to Vermont
She spent her summers in Bar Harbor
Working in a restaurant

And she had a lotta boyfriends
I count the ones I know
As I shudder through New Hampshire
Wes Hartley on the radio

God-God-God damn the girl was fine
And I was glad to call her mine
She weren't mine and I weren't hers
I lost her at the five and dime

She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
Who was living out his truck
She said: He is very fragile
I said I don't give a fuck

We went up and we went down
And she wanted to get out of town
We were on a rollercoaster, they go nowhere
They just land you back on the ground

God-God-God damn the girl was fine
And I was glad to call her mine
She weren't mine and I weren't hers
I lost her at the five and dime

She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
Who was living out his truck
She said: He is very fragile
I said: I don't give a

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