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Crocs and Odd Socks

by Robin Blakey

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Crocs and Odd Socks - Every time you're nostalgic remember that in a few months you'll be nostalgic for right now. In this song I remember how lovely Koh Phangan was, but then in the second verse I concentrate on how lovely my lil studio apartment with my girlfriend right now is. Whether its flip flops or crocs I'm still having a lovely time.

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Got my slides strapped back to my back pack
Captcha, couldn't spot a bot like me
Flip flops on my feet
These streets only used to bare meat
And they don't even eat meat here neither
Everybody hear is a fire breather
Every fucker hear will please-please you
Couldn't meet a better bunch of cunts neither
And I never felt so loved than when I had to leave you
Man I really wish I wasn't running out of visa
This place be the refuge of the damned
Damn man if you wanted you could get a gram of
Any fucking thang, I said
Any fucking thang
Boppin bout to boulders on a 125
Hoppin on a boat to another sea side
Argue bout the best bitta sand on the best beach
Bitch there all paradise to me
I ain't never seen a palm tree outta Bettystown
And this shit just grows here
No need for a frown
I don't understand how they all don't drown
No need for a helmet when you got that crown
Kings and Queens with
Acid in their jgeanes
Friends and fiends with
Fuckin histories
And I never felt so loved than when I had to leave you
Man I really wish I wasn't running out of visa

Got my crocs and my odd socks
You with your crop top
Top notch colours like we
Bout to play hop-scotch
Kids at heart Imma start it from the top
Got my crocs and my odd socks
Big jar of pot but we never really hot box
Me with one car on blocks
And my foes un-blocked
I ain't got none
Flip-flops in the sun
Nine months wasn't
That fun
Tick tock on my phone
I can't use it on my own
Been a while since we have flown
Better book a trip to go on
Get your glow on
Fire flow on
Rain pouring
Plane clothes on
And our house really smells like
Kerosene

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released June 24, 2022
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