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Foamy
To the Rev.Wanted to become something, wanted something for the handlebarsHair like a pumpkin, and a kid at home in a jarFoamy supports us, selling beads and oils in the barsMelts men like candles when she climbs into their carsEyes like Pharaohs, black and whiteFoamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbyeFoamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbyeEverybody got a postcard; no one could make out a single wordFoamy addressed them to the girls out driving herdAll the men still come down; rub the mole and kiss her photographFoamy's not downtown... she's wide open across the plains!Eyes like Pharaohs, black and whiteFoamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbyeFoamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbyeWe tried!Eyes like Pharaohs, black and whiteFoamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbyeFoamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbye
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