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Evelene
03:19
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Evelene,
Don't you think that you're being a little bit mean?
Come on and tell me what's wrong
Instead of taking it out on me
Evelene,
Tell me what is the view like from way up there.
Can you feel the wind sweep through your hair?
You're living the dream
Ooo are you happy alone?
Porcelain rim for a throne...
But down your pride and pick up your life
Evelene,
You reached your peak when you were sixteen
Throwing daggers for words
Rubbing elbows with kings
Evelene,
Tell me what is the view like from way so high
Open your eyes to the dead of the night
Time to wake up
Ooo are you happy alone?
Porcelain rim for a throne...
But down your pride and pick up your life
You're a lot like me
E-e-e-evelene
Everybody gets a little high up sometimes
I'm just ready to come down
Pick any mask you want
We'll act like fools who aren't scared of the outcome
You make me wanna not care
Quit telling me I'm not ready at all
Not ready...
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Boston
02:18
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I am not from Boston
But I dream of Sunday afternoons
In Harvard square
Fingers curled in chain link fence
I battle with you from the other side
But you don't fight fair
Caroline,
You were a friend of mine,
But not anymore
Now you're just a number in my book
Kick it in,
Step on the chest and break me open
Thousand-seven words
Come flooding in my head when you're not here
Then they disappear
Secrets I have held too long
I should not be lonely when you're gone
Something's wrong
Caroline,
You were a friend of mine,
But not anymore
Now you're just a number in my book
Caroline,
Come on and take me out to the pictures
Enchantée,
Ever so great to know you, see you never
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3. |
Downtown
02:59
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Country sugar with a ring on your hand
Those younger girls won't understand
You know what you like, seven steps to get inside
Come on honey he could be your man
If you don't wanna waste my time
Then I could never make you mine
No point for you to ruin, what it was that you were doing
I'm sure we'll both be fine
Come on cheap skates
Come on honky-tonk lullabies
I don't wanna fall asleep tonight
Mama long legs, did you save that seat for me?
Oo I want to make your boyfriend cry
You just gotta sit right there
Look around and twirl your hair
Eventually someone'll try and sell themselves to you
Oo oo oo
I don't wanna be like that
Chasing you like mouse and cat
Life is meant for fools, let's just crawl back in the womb
Everybody now
Come on cheap skates
Come on honky-tonk lullabies
I don't wanna fall asleep tonight
Mama long legs, did you save that seat for me?
Oo I want to make your boyfriend cry
Come on cheap skates
Come on honky-tonk lullabies
I don't wanna fall asleep tonight
Mama long legs, did you save that seat for me?
Oo I want to make your boyfriend cry
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You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
Pardon the way that I stare
There's nothing else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
But if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love you, baby, and if it's quite alright
I need you, baby, to warm a lonely night
I love you, baby, trust in me when I say
Oh, pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby, let me love you
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love you, baby, and if it's quite alright
I need you, baby, to warm a lonely night
I love you, baby, trust in me when I say
Oh, pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby, let me love you
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The End
04:09
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