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 Send "Poor Places" Ringtone to your Cell
 Wilco Poor Places LyricsIt's my father's voice dreaming of Sailors sailing off in the morning for the air-conditioned rooms at the top of the stairs His jaw's been broken his bandage is wrapped too tight his fangs have been pulled and i really want to see you tonight There's Bourbon on the breath of the singer you love so much He takes all his words from the books that you don't read anyway His jaw's been broken his bandage is wrapped too tight My fangs have been pulled and I really want to see you tonight Someone ties a bow in my backyard to show me love My voice is climbing walls smoking and i want love My jaw's been broken My heart is wrapped in ice My fangs have been pulled and i really want to see you tonight And it makes no difference to me how they cried all over overseas It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside They cried all over overseas It makes no difference to me It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside Send "Poor Places" Ringtone to your Cell
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