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Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game. On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame.
It must have been cold there in my shadow, to never have sunlight on your face.
I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head. They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed.
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain. I like watchin' the puddles gather rain.
She came down from Cincinnati. It took her three days on a train. Lookin' for some peace and quiet; hoped to see the sun again.
Words like violence break the silence, Come crashing in, into my little world.
She's got a smile that it seems to me reminds me of childhood memories.
Cold late night so long ago when I was not so strong you know, a pretty man came to me. Never seen eyes so blue.
She sits alone by a lampost trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind.
One pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small and the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all.
Hey, don't write yourself off yet. It's only in your head you feel left out, or looked down on.
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me makin' love to his tonic and gin.
Just a small town girl livin' in a lonely world. She took the midnight train goin' anywhere.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new.
Opening LyricsSong TitleArtist
I've been working so hard. I'm punching my card. Eight hours. For what? Oh, tell me what I got.
Hangin' round downtown by myself and I had so much time to sit and think about myself.
I want you to know I'm happy for you. I wish nothing but the best for you both.
At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top. Lemon yellow sun, arms raised in a V and the dead law in pools of maroon below.
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin', a poor little baby child is born.
Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes. Come on and come to me now.
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning, I was dreaming I was Al Capone. There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outa town. I'm smelling like a dry fish bone.
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Man, it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun.
Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones.
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley.
Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law. Law man has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home.
You must understand that the touch of your hand makes my pulse react.
When I'm a walking, I strut my stuff, then I'm so strung out.

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Created Jan 1, 2011ReportNominate
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