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Sunset Siren Blues

Eli Brooks

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She’s my sunset siren.

A sweet song in the crashing waves.

She’s my down south baby.

Her eyes, burnt honey, her lips, two open graves.

Oh, she can call me out to sea anytime.

I don’t care,

I’ll run, crawl, or climb.

Yeah, she’s just the kind of woman,

That you meet once in a lifetime.

Take it easy on me baby.

Take it easy on this old soul.

I’ve been waiting for you baby.

Waiting for you to fill, this heart-shaped hole.

Savor every second, she barely speaks a word.

You could get lost in her eyes, and it’s no surprise

When I tell you I can’t go without her.

Cause..

She’s my sunset siren.

Fireworks on the ocean tide.

She’s a storm chasin’ momma

Couldn’t escape even if I tried.

Oh, she can call me out to the waves anytime.

I don’t give a good god damn

If it takes my life.

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Eli Brooks
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