Burchfield Nines
Lyrics
Dan expands like Gildersleeve: "You salty dogs, it's New Year's Eve." The Dali drools, the Hartley shines, But all I see is those Burchfield Nines. The artist weeps, the agent smiles; I'd like to learn to box like Miles. We're all such funny valentines, But all I see is those Burchfield Nines. The women purr like Cheshire cats And Mr. T. breaks out the V.A.T. And on the box Bird tingles spines, But all I see is those Burchfield Nines.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:39
- Key
- 3
- Tempo
- 98 BPM
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