Christmasstockings full of nice little things. Calcetines navideños llenos de cositas bonitas. Little things. Pequeñas cosas. Like your naughty eyes. Como tus ojos traviesos. You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray, but there′s a price. You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray, but there′s a price.
Hes got a rolled cigarette. Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid. Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun. In his dad's closet, oh, in a box of fun things. I don't even know what. But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks. You better run, better run, outrun my gun.
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