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Free Advice

from Queen City Quandaries by Old Empire

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In a tower of golden ice, there sits a maiden with the wading-pool eyes,
And the burden of a throne of flies leaves her lonesome.

Living life on the edge of a knife and any other clichés that apply
'Cause you can never get sand in your eyes in a rainstorm

The giver of free advice, she don't work on a Saturday night.
And I don't wanna have to ask you twice to get out of here.

I think I lost my innocence again.
I think I lost my innocence again.
I think I lost my innocence again.
I think I lost my innocence, but this time I mind.

The giver of free advice, she don't work on a Saturday night.
And I don't wanna have to ask you twice to get out of here.

Billionaire boys and blonde shell-bombs
Leisure suits on peeping toms
Most of my dreams seem to always get met,
But I've still got one regret and that's...
The giver of free advice, she don't work on a Saturday night.
And I don't wanna have to tell you twice to get out of here.

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from Queen City Quandaries, released April 14, 2009

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