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  1. The Mains

From the recording Gregorian Nap

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Lyrics

The latitudes of the mains
Nothing like this weekend babe
I’m over it, I am over it
When everything here’s not true
Why can’t I hold all these
I’ll run with it, I will run with it

She gets in her way
She keeps her electricity on tap
Intent on loss of herself
upon the sea
You see, you see
Like a ghost came out of your mouth

You got nothing like Los Angeles
Nothing like that look you give
I’m into it, I am into it

She gets in her way
She keeps her electricity on tap
Intent on loss of herself
upon the sea
You see, you see
Like a ghost came out of your mouth