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Sunny Side Up - GOSS KERACEY
I fell asleep on a stuffed leather box, And woke a moment later in a bar downtown Guzzling saltwater from the tap. The barkeep asked what the hell I was doing, So I told him, “Cleaning my wounds.” Sure enough, all my teeth were gone No telling where, though. My tongue tripped in hole after hole, Worried more about whistling Than wedding photos. I just had to get away from it all, So I hopped on the first ferry to the new world. After months of bitter cold, shaking, up-down Rocking and bad jokes about seamen, I stepped ashore, washed ...