Hercane

Come on of course I'm waiting, long time standing along a frontman

Go on go on and tell them I'm not taking lives for payment

I shook another tree down picked up pieces of limes and lemons

I'm thrown another rebound bittersweet and hard to swingin

She takes my corduroys and cut them down I'm left with nothin

She waits for skies to clear up sails down and motor runnin

She drives across the ocean south atlantic close to nothin

And if I had to flee them, I would drown before I get there

But I'm not gonna tell you I'm a terrible swimmer for nothing ( of it thinking)

I'm not gonna take a breath unless its gonna fill with the ocean (oh shit is it)