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Hang Me Up To Dry

Careless in our summer clothes splashing around in the muck and the mire
fell asleep with stains cake deep in the knees, what a pain
too many times, now hang me up to dry
I’m pearly like the whites, the whites of your eyes
all mixed up in the wash, hot water bleeding our colors
now hang me up to dry, you wrung me out

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