Tekstovi: Ike Reilly. Holiday In New York.

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Beautiful girl, clean as a whistle
Took my dollar at the tollbooth tressel
Got a government job, she don't seem to really care about it now
Beautiful girl do the government hustle
Got your job in the fix with big city muscle
I'm pretty certain you won't ever wanna sleep with me again

Cuz you need
more and more and more and more
And I can't get you off
Here's to your loss that's standing guard over your religion

Sixteen garage bands a playin'
In New York City on Memorial Day
Skinny little punks in smart dark suits like grooms on wedding cakes
Sixteen more got MC's sayin'
that the world is a lost, lyin' bitch
I shake the hand right off the man
that swore he'd make me rich

Makin' that money in sediments rubble
with all your made up legal trouble
it's startin' to look a little bit more
like a con-game to me now

I give you
more and more and more and more
And still you can't get off
Here's to your loss that's standing guard over your religion

My bachelor friend got some cocaine trouble
Went to New York City as a family man
Said the devil needs money, like anybody else, so I pay him whatever I can

But lately, all he talks about, is himself, in all his clout
And the long, long nights when the cocaine shouts, baby you can't go home

Well you take
more and more and more and more
and more and more and more and more
you take
more and more and more and more
and still you can't get off
Here's to your loss, standing guard, over your religion

I would drink the water from their baths
just to keep those devils off my back
I dreamed I slit their throats, and went back to work again

And when it all comes down,
When you come to grips
As you keep the things,
that you can't keep hid
Save your cruelest words,
for the sweetest things
And you heartless friends say you know baby you're gonna look back...

And you take
more and more and more and more
and more and more and more and more
you take
more and more and more and more
and still you can't get off
Here's to your loss, standing guard, over your religion