Booze On Sherbert

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Bonita
God Shiva
Shit heater
Didn't meet her
Grey KA
Fire, mud, hay
French femme
EMA

I never thought it'd happen, that
Girl's plaits are the thick ends of whips that crack
And I didn't see the day coming when I was meant to pay more attention

I poured booze on sherbert
I got drunk at the beach
I turned to the nearest girl and with my hand did reach
A couple soiled my tent
I cleaned the thing with bleach
And woke up the next morning unable to speak

We went to a mansion
And trod mud in the floors
A girl was playing the piano and didn't know any of the chords
We got trapped in a shed
With a couple of bores
And we punched and we kicked until we broke down the doors

Wasted time on them friends of mine
Couldn't see one that would ever properly shine
It was all a bit dumb but I didn't mind
Now I should say that i've left that all behind

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from The Whelps, released July 7, 2014

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The Whelps Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The Whelps are a two piece garage rock band from the south-east of England.

Adam Hammet: Guitars, Drums, Vocals
Jack Charter: Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals

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