I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face
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Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case
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I said to my reflection let's get out of this place
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Past the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill
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Billboards and the buildings, memories of it still
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Keep calling and calling
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But forget it all, I know I will
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Tempted by the fruit of another
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Tempted but the truth is discovered
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What's been going on,
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Now that you have gone,
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There's no other.
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Tempted by the fruit of another
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Tempted but the truth is discovered.
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I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
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The people keep on crowding. I'm wishing I was well.
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I said it's no occasion, it's no story I can tell.
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At my bedside empty poket, a foot without a sock
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Your body gets much closer, I fumble with the clock
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Alarmed by the seduction, I wish that it would stop.
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(repeat
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)
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I bought a novel, some perfume, a fortune all for you.
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But it's not my consciedce that hates to be untrue
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I asked of my reflection thee me what is there to do
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Tempted
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| Rita Coolidge |
