Corn-rows and red bikini on the beach. She laxin’ it with her “man,” but hittin’ on all the honeys passing by. “It’s Atlantic City, doll. Look at my man,” she says shouts at two girls who are maybe under-age. Later in the casino hotel, Monette and her man are shooting craps and winning hellah scrill. They go to a show later, hit the hotel hot tube, and crash out around 11:30 PM. Summer love in a luxurious-ish way.
Cut to three weeks ago, and Monette is the procedural nurse during your surgery, and she smiling at you too much. Way too much. You see her at the supermarket three days later and joke, “Oh, you’re the broad who was finding a smile in my pain Tuesday.” There’s talking and flirting, and she her own woman, so you respect that, and eventually get her number, inviting her on a few cute dates and Monette agrees to head to Atlantic City with you for a quick summer vay-cay.
CUT TO: Two months after surgery, everything is healed, and the doctor pulls you into his office after the check-up. He’s aware of the antics you and Monette have been getting into, because she had stopped sleeping with him. You think about the horrible pain during surgery and maybe remember him seeing the connection between his fling and your eyes. Insurance takes a minute to cover everything he did, but it’s nothing a few hundos from Atlantic City can’t deny.
Rob Magill lays it out straight, but will never make it easy on you. A Mexican Tree And A German Sea continues along the same lines of his tune too. Still keeping that singular vibe and holding it throughout the release as sounds clash and melt throughout. Scope A Mexican Tree And A German Sea by Rob Magill streaming below and grip it off Weird Cry on that analog-cheap swag:
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