when the only tool you have is a hammer
everything looks like a nail
and your living at the bittersweet motel
when the only tool you have is a hammer
everything looks like a nail
and your living at the bittersweet motel
halfway between erie and Pittsburgh
you put me through hell
on the highway to the bittersweet motel
halfway between erie and Pittsburgh
you put me through hell
on the highway to the bittersweet motel
when the only tool you have is a hammer
everything looks like a nail
and your living at the bittersweet motel
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