In December drinkin' Horchata
I'd look pyshocitic in a balaclava
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In december drinkin horchata
put down your glasses at that aronchiata
with lips and teeth to ask how my day went
boots and fists to pound on the pavement
here comes the feelin' you thought you've forgotten
chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
you'd remember drinkin' horchata
you'd still enjoy it with your foot on my sida
winter's cold is too much too handle
pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals