Alex Dezen - Ode to Ex-Girlfriends lyrics

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Alex Dezen - Ode to Ex-Girlfriends lyrics

[Verse 1] Kelly was the girl on the top swing She gave me nicknames and paintings Her father was dying of something That she didn't understand He was a great cook And a kind man [Verse 2] Always, once a year Usually when the snow appears I look her up She never replies Probably wishes I would die I left her for My now ex-wife [Chorus] To all the lovers I wrote love letters And all their mothers who bought me nice sweaters To all of them, I hereby extend This ode to ex-girlfriends [Verse 3] Ashley was the girl from Cambridge She was a vegan and brutally honest Her mother was French And never liked me I could always tell We saw a jazz band in a hotel [Verse 4] But when I'm in Chicago We get dairy-free gelato And she looks sad “I wish you were happy,” she says And I just start laughing "Jesus, I'm just fine” But she's knows I'm lying [Chorus] To all the lovers I wrote love letters And all their mothers who bought me nice sweaters To all of them, I hereby extend This ode to ex-girlfriends [Verse 5] Laura was the girl in the boys pants She was a big fan of They Might Be Giants Her parents were Cuban and Spanish Hair just like a willow tree That I would climb in When she kissed me [Verse 6] We said we would meet in 1998 In Central Park And right there in the snow She was standing all alone Like Alice in that wonderland [Chorus] To all the lovers I wrote love letters And all their mothers who bought me nice sweaters To all of them, I hereby extend This ode to ex-girlfriends [Verse 7] Elizabeth was the girl from the East Side We never dated, but kissed a few times We used to get high after school When her parents were out of town I'd tickle her arm till I pa**ed out [Verse 8] I saw her at a bar Stumbling into someone's car Five years later She kissed me on the neck But was aiming for my cheek Her hair smelled sweet And she died the next week [Chorus] To all the lovers I wrote love letters And all their mothers who bought me nice sweaters To all of them, I hereby extend This ode to ex-girlfriends This ode to ex-girlfriends This ode to ex-girlfriends