Things I Found While Goin' Through Your Purse
- your makeup
- your compact
- your lipstick
- shit like that
- the keys that you keep on a chain
- your cigarettes
- my lighter too
- a picture of your sister (god, I think you're one and the same)
- a photo of your mother, too
- and all the boys who dated you
- your high school graduation ring
- a cheque stub from the place you work
- some poetry from some stupid jerk who's trying to steal your heart from me
Labels: jim ellison, lyrics, material issue
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