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NADA SURF >> Merchandise Links
NADA SURF
In blizzard of '77 The cars were just lumps on the snow And then later Tripping in 7-11 The shelves were stretching out of control On a plane ride The more it shakes The more i have to let go Now the signals Still getting all mixed up We're always doing damage control But in the middle of the night i worry It's blurry even without light I know i have got a negative edge That's why i sharpen all the others a lot It's like flowers or ladybugs Pretty weeds or red beetles with dots [chorus] I miss you more than i knew [repeat]
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