With hands in the air you look like the girl at the fare with the bubbly eyes.
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stonewashed shoe pulling at a rock but the rock don't compromise,
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come up to me say why are you so skinny and pretty for a boy?,
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said thanks for the insults and compliments
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you'll never forget my face no more
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i can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you.
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so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
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city ought to take you,
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it would take a little second to break you
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so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
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i'll be dropping you where nobody knows.
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looking pretty keen sitting on a swing,
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That don't mean a thing at all,
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heals on my feet,
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are barkin like a pack of dogs,
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siccin' on a coon in a stall.
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Take it for your word,
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take it for a ride,
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take it for the evening dead or alive,
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warming up the car packing as the pilots play.
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I can't hardly reach you and i know it's getting harder to be you,
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so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
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city ought to take you,
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it would take a little second to break you,
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so i'll be dropping you where nobody knows,
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I'll be dropping you where nobody knows......... Jessica........
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Head like a stone,
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stoned like a rock,
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cloggin' up your nose again,
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Papa's a searching,
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devil is a knocking,
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chills runnin' up my skin,
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here goes now.
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Where Nobody Knows
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| Kings Of Leon |
