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Belt Buckle Bends
(ZEMPEL)

Best of booze, worst of friends
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends
lose the laces, lest I hang myself
unless of course you'd find that amusing...

Tears, two cities, tell the tale
mid-distant sits, and it's for sale
word on the street says I should stop myself
behind the white line that I'm cruising

Key slips in
ignition
on my wayward
destination down
down down down down
Lost on streets
in stained sheets
where I can't make any sense at all
until you call
Best of booze, worst of friends
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends
word on the street says I should stop myself
behind the white line that I'm cruising
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends
bell bottom blues, belt buckle bends..................................................................