Ian Moore - Border palace

I'm sittin' in a border palace
I'm suckin' on a Dos Equis beer
Yeah, I'm sittin' with greasy Alice
And I'm suckin' on a Dos Equis beer
And I want to be in Los Angeles
But it's bad enough, God Dammit
‘Round here

And I can feel my skinny body
Slip like a knife into her perfume
Yeah, I can feel my skinny body
Stab the walls of the naked room
Just ain't enough of that
tight white cotton to hide
her evil from my boom

And I can hear a red mouthwhisper
As she comes from down the hall
Yeah, I can feel her dry hips blister
Rubbing noises against the wall
And like a scream she said
that she wants it tough
Got nobody, somehow, that's enough

I'm sittin' in a border palace
I'm suckin' on a Dos Equis beer
Yeah, I'm sittin' with greasy Alice
And I'm suckin' on a Dos Equis beer
And I want to be in Los Angeles
But it's bad enough, God Dammit
God Dammit, God Dammit,
God Dammit ‘Round here

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