What the fuck is her name?
Tugged upon and broken like a string of plastic pearls
Fell off the wagon and that's okay
She's just so cute as a lush
But I just can't remember your face
Your name
Your words
But it means something to me
If it weren't for my remembering
What should have been forgotten
I'd walk with head tossed back laughing without coughing
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