Текст песни Nirvana - Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip

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 It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend
My shyness, pet her flow

She's only been five months late, even though we haven't had sex for a week
A meal a day, a meal, I say
And my heart's made my

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   Somebody else already used the word 'Aurora Borealis' 
   She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer

   She's only five weeks late, but I haven't had a date forever!
Ever!     Ever!    Forever

[Spoken]
Wish I had more More opportunity,
More chances to remember some things
So I couldn't have so much pressure on my 
 On my,    On my, um   Ah, on my    Um,   Um head

[Solo]

[Spoken]

We'd have so much more diversity,
And so much more input, so much more creative flow,
If we had someone in school, a 'G.I.T'
.I.T         Geeks  In    Town
Ha  Come on, Dave, think of one
Girls in trouble
It should be .I.,  geeks with Charvels
No, .W., Fuck man this is a waste of time  
One more solo?    Yeah! 

[Solo]

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[Spoken]

 You're Personally responsible for,
  The entire strip to be washed away,
Cleansed  as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
flowed through the strip and were set on fire
 It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight 
 And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom
and his silk
 And he, he erected a beautiful city
 A city of stars

[Solo]

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