New Mexico

the king of santa fe
shines his favorite gun
hung in the window
and burnin' in the sun
flashin' a smile
and turnin' on a dime
your head is his
but the rest of you is mine
why aren't you wearin' my diamond
why aren't you wearin' my diamond
why aren't you wearin' my diamond
why aren't you hearin' the ringing in my ears

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another rusty shovelful
an appetite the size of mother nature
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another rounded stomachful
the moon is bigger under open sky

the kink of kings pours his
passion in a grail
singin' along to the
hammering of nails
across the canyon the
echoes bouncin' back
why are you wearin' that
red potato sack
why aren't you wearin' a sundress
why aren't you wearin' a headdress
why aren't you wearin' my presents
why aren't you givin' me headless progeny

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