Well I've been, been thinking
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There's something I'm not talking about
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The whispers have found me
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Inside the shadows of my doubts
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I get the feeling that everything I'm doing now
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I'm doing wrong and everybody's known all along
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So take me away
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Way back to that 4th street feeling now
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When everything I had I could fit into my Chevrolet
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Well I've been I've been aching
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To slip an eight track on again
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Eyes closed and head back
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The sweet smell of summer sin
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I get the feeling that everything I'm doing now
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I'm just doing wrong and everybody's known all along
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So take me away
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Way back to that 4th street feeling now
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When everything I had could fit into my Chevrolet
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It was perfect and strange
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Living life with that 4th street feeling now
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Who am I to think I could just run away
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I could just run away,
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Baby, I could just run away.
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But everybody's known all along
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So take me away
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Way back to that 4th street feeling now
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When everything I had I could fit into my Chevrolet
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It was perfect and strange
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Living life with that 4th street feeling now
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Who am I to think I could just run away
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Who am I to think I could ever run away
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Who am I to think I could just run away
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Way back to that 4th street feeling now
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4th Street Feeling
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| Melissa Etheridge |
