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baby caught me in my soft shoes
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Watching all over
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my right pinned shoulder
 2
to the right-bearing pilot side
 3
how did you call for the sighing lion? you mention,
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the part of you who reads and writes.
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Who taught you to do that?
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How you manage to find the time?
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It's not a matter of second guessing
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not a matter of being brought up good
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it's not a thing of brilliance or flair
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not to be caught with expertise,
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with a side of capacity or prime.
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You jes caught me at a good time.
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I'm not saying I've been good
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I'm not saying I've been true
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cause the good got shook from the clowns
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neath the fac'trie clouds in the lower class town
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and now the top's the bottom
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and the bottom plum forgit the fact that the sky aint no longer blue
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it's black and it's mean and it won't keep me clean
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yeah it's the night, little baby, who's been blaming you.
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If the heavens weren't glowing
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and the city weren't dimming
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I'd give you a fifth of a hint of a clue
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an' for a nickel I'd hint ya
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for a dime bag I'd flip ya around on the bed by the loo
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neath the trees and the hornets and the fragments of night
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and the glowing chinese goat bags of glue.
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I'll tell the whole truth til it hurts when you're through with it
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and when you're awake during night number two
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when what we jes did was a part of our kid
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we'll go to the inkwell where babies go too.
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There'll be one fella'n me who has nothing to do
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And he was jes a fella in soft shoes for you.
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2 Jul 08


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