Lyrics
Think it's time to thighten down the hatches
to hide the burs and bury all the hatches
I never thought i could,
but now i know i should, it's funny
Kansas City girl in an empty Irish bar, i wonder
Writing down a palindrome for you, to
geese cigar da does,
suppose they do
a Toyota is Toyota,
satancy is Natasha, yes he does
I wonder if we ever really change
forwards we go backwards just the same
Been born a hundred times before,
made the same mistakes before, i know
Kansas City girl in your Kansas City world, i miss you
