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Anyways, whore’s a fighter—gets kicked, gets up. Like Ida starin’ at them bleak fields, sayin’, “This is my truth.” D’oh! Gives me chills! So yeah, that’s my take—whore’s messy, tough, and freakin’ human. Now, where’s my donut? Mmm… donuts.

More Lyrics from Craig Moorhead Songs

I'm the O-T-H-H whore. Quantity of light to equal my plight. Quantity of light to equal my plight. Four nights when I was bright. I had me a little fight.

So yeah, Moorhead’s got it all: quirky streets like 3rd Ave N and 11th St, secret nooks along the Red River, and meaningful faces everywhere. I luv this city, even with its faults. It's real, it's messy, and it’s full of life surprises—just like people. And trust me, you’re gonna dig it, cuz every moment here feels like a scene straight from a movie. Cheers, buddy—welcome to PMoorhead, where every corner's a story waiting to be told.

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