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The Tragically Hip
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Blow At High Dough
Lyricist:Robert Baker, Gord Downie, John Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair
They shot a movie once in my hometown Everybody was in it from miles around Out at the speedway, some kinda Elvis thing Well I ain't no movie star but I can get behind anything Yea, I can get behind anything
Get it out, get it all out, yeah stretch that thing Make it last, make it all last at least until the supper bell rings Well the taxi driver like his rhythm never likes the stops Throes of passion, throes of passion when something just threw him off
Well, sometimes the faster it gets, the less you need to know But you gotta remember, the smarter it gets the further it's gonna go When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough
Baby I feel fine I'm pretty sure, it's genuine It makes no sense, no it makes no sense but I'll take it free any time Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Whoever fits her usually gets her it was the strangest thing How'd she move so fast, move so fast into that wedding ring?
Well, sometimes the faster it gets the less you need to know But you gotta remember, the smarter it gets the further it's gonna go When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing Well I can't catch her, but I can get behind anything Yeah I can get behind anything, well I can get behind anything
Well, sometimes the faster it gets the less you need to know But you gotta remember, the smarter it gets the further it's gonna go When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough Yeah, blow at high dough, blow at high dough, blow
Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
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