Malaprops
(Father John Misty)
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Oh I just love the kind of woman who can walk over a man
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I mean like a goddamn marching band
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She says like literally music is the air she breathes
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And the malaprops make me wanna fucking scream
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I wonder if she even knows what that word means
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Well it’s literally not that
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Of the few main things I hate about her
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One’s her petty vogue ideas
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Someone’s been told too many times they’re beyond their years
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By every half-wit of distinction she keeps around
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And now every insufferable convo
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Features her patiently explaining the cosmos
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Of which she is in the middle
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Oh my god I swear this never happens
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Lately I can’t stop the wheels from spinning
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I feel so unconvincing
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When I fumble with your buttons
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She blames her excess on my influence
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But gladly hoovers all my drugs
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I found her naked with her best friend in the tub
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And we sang Silent Night in three parts which was fun
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Until she said that she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
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I hate that soulful affectation white girls put on
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Why don’t you move to the delta
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I obliged later on when you begged me to choke you