Strawberries

Strawberries on your birthday Shirley
 The shit I said to hotel managers haunts me
 Pallbearers of the first string ready
 Discretely gather in the second floor hallway
 And I am not okay boys
 No, I am not okay
 No, I am not okay boys
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 Itching like an intern with a sunburn
 For what a stone unturned covers
 I don't wear rubbers and I don't wear sunscreen
 I want to heed my hide, not hide under something
 And I am not okay boys
 No, I am not okay
 No, I am not okay boys
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 Your mom she sits while her hair is in curlers
 Smokes weed and listens to that Garrison Keillor
 That's how I'll live when I quit my rap career
 Let her laughter pass the rafters and go out into the atmosphere
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 Strawberries on your birthday Shirley
 The shit I said to high school counselors haunts me
 And I am not okay boys