Written by: Patti Scialfa
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To the east the factories stand
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Like fire-breathing dragons against the sky
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And from their throats a scarlet river
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Burns itself into smoky lullabies
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Over neon and fluorescent skies
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Valerie, can you hear those engines drone
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I wanted to go to Mexico
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But I'm stranded here alone
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And once I knew a true love
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It's been three years since he's gone
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And if I could get that feeling back
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I'd give up everything I own
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16 days since I left Corona
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And I traveled to this carnival town near Alberndeel
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And I rode the coaster there on the fairground
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Twisted backbone of a beast that never heals
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And I left some skin on fortune's wheel
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Valerie, can you hear those engines drone
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I wanted to go to Mexico
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But I'm stranded here alone
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And once I knew a true love
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It's been three years since he's gone
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And if I could get that feeling back
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I'd give up everything I own
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Everything's in slow motion now
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In this little border town
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I've come so close from so far
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Just to hide behind these windows here
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From the world outside
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I watch those cars and trucks raise trails of dust
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Down the road as they pass by
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Valerie, can you hear those engines drone
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I wanted to go to Mexico
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But I'm stranded here alone
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And once I knew a true love
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It's been three years since he's gone
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And if I could get that feeling back
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I'd give up everything I own
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Everything I own
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Everything I own
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Everything I own
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Valerie
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| Patti Scialfa |
