Look Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool.
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There's just something about the summertime.
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There's just something about the moon.
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So I'll lay a kiss on this storm, toss it upside your window, by the roof.
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Before you change your mind, Miles, bring in the cool.
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Now honey, put on your red dress.
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And you diamond soul shoes.
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Climb on down from that window.
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Climb on out of your room.
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Cause I've never had a good thing and I've always had the blues.
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I always heard that you always kind of wandered, Miles, strike up the Cool.
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Don't wait too long to come home.
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My have the years of our youth passed on.
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Don't wait too long to come home.
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I'll leave the front light on.
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The night is our own, come home.
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Poor mister pitiful, I can't turn you loose.
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You move like a dream I had, woke up sweating in my room.
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Your Mama's got plans, your daddy's aim is true.
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She never understood that it ain't no good.
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Papa never heard the cool.
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So now I got out my map and found me a storm.
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With a flick of the wrist and the turn of the key.
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You'll just fall in my arms.
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Don't wait too long to come home.
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My have the years of our youth passed on.
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Don't wait too long to come home.
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I'll leave the front light on.
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The night is our own.
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You don't wait too long.
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So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home?
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Let the sound of your voice sway sweet and slow.
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As we go down, down, down.
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From our youth to the ground.
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We might always be blue.
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Jackson!
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So don't wait too long to come home.
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My have the years of our youth passed on.
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Don't wait too long to come home.
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I will leave the front light.
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[2x]
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As we go down, down, down.
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From our youth to the ground.
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Down, down, down, down, down.
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Miles Davis & The Cool
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| The Gaslight Anthem |
