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We just got out, in the knick of time
We found ourselves drowning in the blood, in a sea of wine
Down from the mountain, she waits
Dancing around the fire, shaking her waist
Oh, lemons won't get much sweeter than this
Oh, lemons don't get much much sweeter than this
A coyote, a coyote, yea
She dont mind, broken flowers in the morning
I seen the blue fall, dead in her eyes
They just wanna see if we do it for the money
And how you made them beg, how you made them beg to try
Oh, lemons don't get much sweeter than this
Oh, lemons don't get much sweeter than this
A coyote, a coyote
A coyote, a coyote
Oh, yeah
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