Tattoos in Mayberry

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let's keep it breezy,
can we take it easy
not too  sleazy
like an old soft shoe
slip it out then slide it in
 like  easy E..
Don't have to always be
the hard way
the long way
King Kong on my prong way.
Break it to me easy babe, breezy babe.
It helps me to sleep
Hit me up breezy baby, sleazy baby
I need it to breathe.
and I need it
that's why I'm still hangin round here
it's famously clear..
Need it bad.
Iron clad.
Just been had.
Fat gold money's mad
Froze your ass in Stalingrad
Scwag fell out your zip bag.
now you need it
And, that' why we're all still 
swingin it round here.
it's dangerously clear.
Didn't you ever try runnin' away
or commitin' suicide
Your puzzle pieces couldn't be
all scatttered round here.
You smoked your stuff
til you're dim and cross eyed
Over the moon
puke drunk on cheap beer.
Isn't that what you held sacred
Doesn't it kick you in gear.
When you need it bad.
That's why you're still
slingin it around here..
it's eminently  clear.
You never said thank you when they said please
You say your shit's together but
your shit's up in your jeans
And, you need it
and that's why I'm still
hangin n bangin it round here.
it's patently clear why I'm here..
Why else would you still be here
if ya didn't need it bad.
Buddy Bee Anthony

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