hypcollector
Lyrics
At least I'll knock a 7 close.
At least I'll hit one nice.
Prolly smash a drive or two.
Might cure my ancient slice.
Big trees and bumble bees.
Ivy that'll poison your skin.
Creek cliffs and smoke sniffs.
Smoothly hunting pins.
Should I hit my seven.
Should I hit my three.
Think I'll lose my mind.
If I hit that fucking tree.
Focus on the mental game.
Keep it all to myself.
Listen to Uncle Tupelo.
Music's good for my health.
Keep it in the fairway, man.
Best not rely on luck.
Swear golf makes us swear.
'Damns' & 'Hells' & 'Fucks'.
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DCG
CGx3
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