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the things that really matter
gonna make some idle chatter
and that's one thing i can do without
the things that really matter
gonna make some idle chatter
and that's one thing i can do without
yesterday's lovers slide beneath the covers. why do they hide? what does it matter?
love and idle chatter all for the ride.
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yesterday's lovers slide beneath the covers. why do they hide? what does it matter?
love and idle chatter all for the ride.
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idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind. govern me
kill thy master. you will not enslave me. the root is bitter but the fruit is sweet but not exempt from criticism. small pox friendship
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idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind. govern me
kill thy master. you will not enslave me. the root is bitter but the fruit is sweet but not exempt from criticism. small pox friendship
man i sure outgrew it
things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
man i sure outgrew it
things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
countryside lives
idle chatter
ing lips
countryside lives
idle chatter
ing lips
well that's all i got to say. used to think i knew it
man i sure outgrew it. things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
well that's all i got to say. used to think i knew it
man i sure outgrew it. things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
well that's what i got to say. i used to think i knew it
man i sure outgrew it. things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
well that's what i got to say. i used to think i knew it
man i sure outgrew it. things like idle chatter
ain't the things that matter
did you hear when the man said flattering lips are a macka
did you hear there's ni attach unto idle chatter
the man who talks the most
did you hear when the man said flattering lips are a macka
did you hear there's ni attach unto idle chatter
the man who talks the most
it really don't matter
if the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters
flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend
it really don't matter
if the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters
flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend