Well my kind′s been around forever Yet I claim to be one of the few And the lost cause of words walks away with my nerves 'Cause I′m gay as a choir boy for you
You got hair that recalls me of rivers Runs softly while you dream of you But your heart is so cold that it shivers 'Cause all that I know is I'm nothing to you
And I followed you into the party That no one invited me to But alone I made love to my 40 And played make-believe it was you
But I watched you forget your belongings And belongings you′ve got quite a few I filled up your bag with my longings And searched through this whole, wide city for you
And we′ll walk 'neath the street lamps forever You′ll say you remind me of you It's so damn cliché that it′s clever It's so fucking false, you think that it′s true
'Cause I heard that you got you a lover And lovers you've got one or two But you can′t tell one from the other Now, mama, now you′re nothing to you
And it's down by the riverside (wasting away) And it′s down by the riverside (feet in the clay) And it's down by the riverside (wasting away) And it′s down by the riverside (feet in the clay)
And it's down by the riverside, wasting away And it′s down by the riverside, feet in the clay And it's down by the riverside, wasting away And it's down by the riverside, feet in the clay
And it′s down by the riverside, wasting away And I′ll watch you throw features at you Yeah, down by the riverside, feet in the clay 'Cause mama, you′re nothing to you
And it's down by the riverside, wasting away And I′ll watch you throw features at you Yeah, down by the riverside, feet in the clay 'Cause mama, you′re nothing to you
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