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Little Fury Lyrics

Round up, holler girl. Ah, I will sing.
Title TK, if I don't black out.

Dumb made for f*cking and missing from the party.
That boy spun out.
Hold what you've got.

While Xenia twists up the sky,
Akron flakes out.
Grindcore, little fury,
I feel hot tire.
Why is it floating in my beer?
Hold what you've got.

My big drum on your big face,
The one-eyed jazz as hickeys fade.

Round up, holler girl..
We'll all need bigger uniforms.
It's been a few days
And I know I will have spun out.
Hold what you've got.

My big drum on your big face,
The one-eyed jazz as hickeys fade.
Grindcore, little fury, if I don't black out.

Hold what you've got.

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these lyrics are submitted by Arista Maraj
Songwriter(s): Kelley Deal, Kim Deal, Richard Presley, Jose Lopez, Jose Medeles
Record Label(s): 2002 4 A D under exclusive license to Elektra Entertainment Group, a Warner Music Group Company Marketed by Rhino Entertainment Company, a Warner
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