another wallet (which memory holds)
you can't not ride above it
a slut can grow up and show what she's really made of
if ever I'm told you gotta lotta
you gotta follow that around
and memory holds
once a winter meats and Richter
wiser's weed and pick your father's nose
lies and beats and mirth and magic
callin up to see your daughter oh
mind on me and me I know
wherever you go wherever you go wherever you go
come back 2 me