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Gypsy Valley Kings - Purple Pants & Funky Shirts Lyrics




Wish I could tell you it gets easier, kid
But I still don't know
Out there on that road
Sure feels like I'm on death row
Just another lost and lonesome soul
Admit to myself that my minds too weak

Can't get my head out of bed
You know I'm so lost, baby
Got so many dreams that I can't even sleep
You know my old friend misery
I'm always keeping him company
Searching for something, but never found nothing

In my head it's purple pants and funky shirts
You know this last trip has been one big blur
When I wake, I'm ragged and I'm poor as dirt
You know reality really hurts
Purple pants and funky shirt

Wish I could tell you it gets easier, kid
But I still don't know
Out there on that road
Sure feels like I'm on death row
Just another lost and lonesome soul
Admit to myself that my mind's too weak

In my head it's purple pants and funky shirts
You know this last trip has been one big blur
When I wake, I'm ragged and I'm poor as dirt
You know reality really hurts
Purple pants and funky shirt

Get down
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Wish I could tell you it gets easier, kid
But I still don't know
Out there on that road
Sure feels like I'm on death row
Just another lost and lonesome soul
Admit to myself that my minds too weak

Can't get my head out of bed
You know I'm so lost, baby
Got so many dreams that I can't even sleep
You know my old friend misery
I'm always keeping him company
Searching for something, but never found nothing

In my head it's purple pants and funky shirts
You know this last trip has been one big blur
When I wake, I'm ragged and I'm poor as dirt
You know reality really hurts
Purple pants and funky shirt

Wish I could tell you it gets easier, kid
But I still don't know
Out there on that road
Sure feels like I'm on death row
Just another lost and lonesome soul
Admit to myself that my mind's too weak

In my head it's purple pants and funky shirts
You know this last trip has been one big blur
When I wake, I'm ragged and I'm poor as dirt
You know reality really hurts
Purple pants and funky shirt

Get down
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Writer: Bryan Zehner, Kevin McGuire
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