A little ache that's all
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Stomach that's frozen in a sigh was she more than a test-drive doll
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Orange shirts could make her go blind
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He caught her by the throat instead of the mind
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Now she's needing an angel to fly her down to the other side
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But in the silver lake, silver spoon
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The dirty tinsel neighborhood
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She could reinvent her world cause
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There's silver honey for the test-drive girl
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Remember the nights she needed a near by rescue crew
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Dreaming herself infrared and not knowing what to do
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Circling and circling and spinning around
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Finding ways to peel herself off of the ground
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Now the empty chatter in her head never shakes the sound
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But in the silver lake
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Sandy's spoon moved out of the neighborhood well
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She could reinvent her world
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Cause there's silver honey for the test-drive girl
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Purple hand on the stand
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A getaway in a sudan well
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Things went slighty out of hand
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There's silver honey for her test-drive man
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Well in the silver lake flooding through
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The midnight vulture in your stew
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Well, she could reinvent her world
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There's silver honey for the test-drive girl
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Silver mine silver spine
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Wiping out the cocaine line
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And honey for the second time
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Silver Honey
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Charlotte Martin |