Correction Lyrics Suburban Girl by Yonder Mountain String Band

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I'm riding on my Santa Cruz
Skinny legs, skinny shoes
All a poor boy could want
All a poor boy could do
I know your dad is asleep
I know your mother's fried
Grip tape got a hold of me
And everything's all right

Get yourself outside
Won't you come and go?
There's not a lot to the world
Make up your mind, suburban girl

You see me standing in your yard
You pop the window screen
Now you're popping off the top
Of your brother's Dexedrine
Raving down the stars
Oh, how your heart was flying
Said you're gonna get out
Or you're gonna die trying
Get yourself outside
Won't you come and go?
There's not a lot to the world
Make up your mind, suburban girl

It's gonna take another hundred years
Of fairy talеs
Get you out of here
Long distancе calls, the crashing waves
Breaking up again
And by the way

There's not a lot to the world
Make up your mind, suburban girl
There's not a lot to the world
Make up your mind, suburban girl

I'm riding on my Santa Cruz
Skinny legs, skinny shoes
All a poor boy could want
All a poor boy could do

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