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What a Blow feat. all Timers​.​.​.

from calling all Timers​.​.​. by Denise Clarke

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I took the machine gun,
And all of the knives,
I put them inside of,
Where no one runs,
No one can hide.
This is the last call,
So somebody get me a beer!
So I can swallow anything,
But what I have been,
Sucking down tears!
For the past year.
I am what some of you might call a wife,
Starving for a homecooked dinner.
Oh what a blow!
Oh would you know?
Oh what a blow!
How would you know?
I give mad props to,
The lucky lad who holds my hand,
And gets to plan the rest of our lives.
I'm damaged goods,
That means I'm great in bed,
I give good head,
My daddy never read me a book.
This is the last call,
My cell phone has me speaking to an object,
Instead of an ear.
We're almost there,
But second guess ourselves in case our dreams go down the well then how the hell will we pay the bills?

This is the last call now.
This is my last call out.

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from calling all Timers​.​.​., released October 15, 2011

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Denise Clarke Atlanta, Georgia

Denise Clarke is a voice for the people. A woman with soul, hip hop inspired lyricism, raw content, and spanish-inspired guitar riffs, she will knock your socks off. Her amateur album "calling all Timers..." is a discovery of her sound. "Denise Clarke, La Artista Conquistadora!" releases May 5th, 2012, Cinco de Mayo! Ole! ... more

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