Do Miss America Lyrics

Ryan Adams

So, tell me how you feel Without your medicine Hold you head feelin' paranoid Sweet sixteen for a schizoid
So, tell me how you feel Now you're the only one Held you head in the setting sun Sweet black smoke with the poison
Hey, come on everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical
So, tell me how you feel Without your medicine Hold your head feeling paranoid Running down the street from a mergatroid
So, tell me how you feel Now you're the only one Held your head in the setting sun Sweet black smoke from a crooked gun
Hey, come on everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical
Hey, come on everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical
Hey, come on everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical
Miss America

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