Plume Giant - Aisle 9 lyrics

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Plume Giant - Aisle 9 lyrics

Shyra awoke in an unfamiliar bed In a sour part of town On his mother's birthday, too What could be worse - Cheap beer on his breath, But two cents left in his head, He picked up the telephone, Didn't dial, but this is what he said: "Operator, please call me back! Hold the line for me." Just the day before, She was in the cheapest store, She had beauty on her side, Even said so on a sign in aisle 9. "Operator, please call me back! Hold the line for me." "Hold the line for me."