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I dropped my gloves into the stove |
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Hymns echoed out the grate |
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I fell in love with those electric lights |
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That drug me into town so late |
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To nimble, cunning, clever nights |
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I railed behind them, deputized |
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To scrape the lens of Christian eyes |
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I'm a Friday night girl |
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Bracing for Sunday to come |
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I only ever held one love |
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Her name was Mary Anne |
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She died having a child by her brother |
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He died because I murdered him |
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I shot him through his jelly eye |
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And I won myself his wicked life |
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Now I thread-the-needle waltz through mine |
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I'm a Friday night girl |
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Bracing for Sunday to come |
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I emptied onto shifting sheets |
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Staring rosary holes in my ceiling |
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Waiting for my purpose to deliver |
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And reveal itself to me |
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But all I hear are subway trains |
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Bang against their bedrock lanes |
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So I bang a little too , |
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I'm a Friday night girl |
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Bracing for Sunday to come |
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Bracing for Sunday to come |
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