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Şarkı Sözleri I walk like a burned out porn star with aching feet for a car My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star Makes me appreciate how the little things are But crossing a road isn't easily told To a young has-been centerfold Labeled the winner's episode Yeah, I'm really clean if you know what I mean Except for this reoccurring dream Of losing total feeling while the windmill's squealing The windmill's squealing I paint to kill the dead saints, I paint to make it clear My colors run in blue and gray But they give hope to someone dear Yeah, yeah, yeah, two a.m. lovesick With a walking pneumonia drum kick And this candle doesn't have a wick But I'm really not that scared, no I'm not that scared I walk like a burned out porn star with aching feet for a car My buddy had a baby with a girl named star Makes me appreciate how the little things are