You've got a baby pretty as a creole queen
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And my old man's got eyes of blue and green
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But you took me dancing when our lovers weren't around
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You called it losing time in the in between
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Could be all the booze we drank in austin
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Could be we're just scared of growing old
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Could be this ain't no way of living
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But there ain't nothing like that rock 'n roll
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And when that light shines on you
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You know it soothes my soul
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Finding time to lose with you
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Is water in the dust bowl
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I got arms to hold me every night
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But i'm still sleeping with a ghost
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Your kisses are so sweet and slow
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It feels alright as long as they don't know
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We rolled out of a hotel room in georgia
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Just in time to say a quick goodbye
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But you don't even look over your shoulder
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You're thinking how you'll look your baby in the eye
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But when that light shines on you
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You know it soothes my soul
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Finding time to lose with you
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Is water in the dust bowl
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I got arms to hold me every night
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But i'm still sleeping with a ghost
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Your kisses are so sweet and slow
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It feels alright as long as nobody knows
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Sweet like sugarcane
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Slow like a midnight train
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You like to call me very now and then
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And I just can't wait to lose some time again
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When that light shines on you
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You know it soothes my soul
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Finding time to lose with you
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Is water in the dust bowl
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I got arms to hold me every night
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But I'm still sleeping with your ghost
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Your kisses are so sweet and slow
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It feels alright as long as nobody knows
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Nobody knows
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Lose Some Time
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| Grace Potter And The Nocturnals |
