Thought it was Sunday today
Cool, moving slowly through grey
Hold all my calls, all my dates
The flood of offers deflates
Not exactly beating my door down
Somebody hold me back from the edge
Not exactly living my best life
But girl I look devastating tonight
It's a Blanche Devereaux day
Not exactly beating my door down
Flashing some leg from my window
Not exactly living my best life
Eat dirt and die trash
Marty Byrne - Blanche 140 Lyrics
Marty Byrne - Blanche 140 Lyrics
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Thought it was Sunday today
Cool, moving slowly through grey
Hold all my calls, all my dates
The flood of offers deflates
Not exactly beating my door down
Somebody hold me back from the edge
Not exactly living my best life
But girl I look devastating tonight
It's a Blanche Devereaux day
Not exactly beating my door down
Flashing some leg from my window
Not exactly living my best life
Eat dirt and die trash
Cool, moving slowly through grey
Hold all my calls, all my dates
The flood of offers deflates
Not exactly beating my door down
Somebody hold me back from the edge
Not exactly living my best life
But girl I look devastating tonight
It's a Blanche Devereaux day
Not exactly beating my door down
Flashing some leg from my window
Not exactly living my best life
Eat dirt and die trash
Writer: Marty Byrne
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