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Beautiful, the girl's cooking in the diner today |
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Oh, she won't show the bother, even time she gets covered in (not actual lyric but sang in Bozeman, MT, and Savannah, Ga.someone told me, but i did not belive until i actually heard it in my own head. [email protected], let me know if you have heard the same, here goes.) BLUE...CHEEEESE, |
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I sing kind little songs |
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Trying to bait her soul |
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And she's like natural music |
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AS SHE CLEANS HER BLUES AWAY.(EVERYONE AT THE SHOW WITH ME DIDII NOT HEAR, but i tripped out about with some folks on shake down about over a nice big plump and juicy...well dont remember, so tell me if YOU DO.)Oh in time, time, time, I just love to watch her hands move |
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A little sugar, pepper, llittle brother wants to shine my shoes |
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Go ahead, shine, shine, shine, I'll sit real still |
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And my backbone shivers as she looks this way |
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And I try not to moveShe's beautiful - natural |
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Hangin in the diner basking in the light of Ms. Leeoriginal lyrics |
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Given time, Lord I'd build her a mountain for a room. |
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Given an hour, an hour, I'd build a rocket to the moon. |
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Might take at least a week to find the strongest tool |
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Might take the rest of this lifetime to find the strongest fuelBut she natural, she take the moon and put it in her pocket |
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She's beautiful, smiling it on me while I build this rocketBecause the tounge tastes so old, can't even load you coffee sweet |
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When she serves a bowl of lightning, makes sure you get all you need |
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Sometimes come for a menu, some just come in to breathe |
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Hanging in the diner sitting in the light of Ms. LeeShe's beautiful - natural |
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Hanging in the diner, basking in the light, basking in the light...She's beauty, yeah, the girl's cooking in the diner today |
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No, she won't show the bother, even time she gets covered in blues |
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I sing comical songs trying to blame myself |
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She's all-ready music in a booth, man, if she catch youHanging in the diner |
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Sitting in the light of Ms. Lee |
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Opening up early |
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Help a poor boy up |
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Open on Sunday, all day |
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Little sunshine rising from the park |
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Cross the street to the path |
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Keeping my teeth long and longer |
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And a smile...Hanging in the light |
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Hanging in the light |
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Sister |
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Sister |