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With hands in the air you look like the girl at the fare with the bubbly eyes.
stonewashed shoe pulling at a rock but the rock don't compromise,
come up to me say why are you so skinny and pretty for a boy?,
said thanks for the insults and compliments
you'll never forget my face no more

i can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you.
so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
city ought to take you,
it would take a little second to break you
so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
i'll be dropping you where nobody knows.

looking pretty keen sitting on a swing,
That don't mean a thing at all,
Your hair's on my feet,
say barkin like a pack of dogs,
siccin' on a coon in a stall.

Take it for your word,
take it for a ride,
take it for the evening dead or alive,
warming up the car packing as the pilots play.

I can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you,
so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
city ought to take you,
it would take a little second to break you,
so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
I'll be dropping you where nobody knows......... Jessica........

Head like a stone,
stoned like a rock,
cloggin' up your nose again,
Papa's a searching,
devil is a knocking,
chills runnin' up my skin,
here goes now.

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