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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSweet Virginia
Wading through the waste stormy winterAnd there's not a friend to help you throughTrying to stop the waves behind your eyeballsDrop your reds drop your greens and bluesThank you for your wine, CaliforniaThank you for your sweet and bitter fruitsYes, I've got the desert in my toenailAnd hid the speed inside my shoeBut come on come on down Sweet VirginiaCome on honey child I beg of youCome on come on down you got it in youGot to scrape that shit right off your shoes
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