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Yardsailing by Juliana Hatfield Hey pal, take this piece of my, my
(Take this piece of my, my back string)
Leaving, sailing, flying
(Hating, Hey pal, fateful, good sad)

You got the capacity and you're so f**king lucky
Living up above the street; you're so f**king lucky
All your hair and bones and teeth, and you're so f**king lucky
Jesus Christ I wanna meet; you're so f**kin lucky

Smoke, coughing, smoking, poking
(Smoke, coughing, smoke, poking)
Hey pal, good sad, for reach out
(Make it last, it won't set sailing)

You got the capacity, and you're so f**king lucky
Living high above the street; you're so f**king lucky

Cut your chances nearly in half
I'm shut out of many good things

You take a little when you can; you're so f**king lucky
Jesus Christ, a perfect plan (man); you're so f**king lucky