You've got a famous last name
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But you're not to blame
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Baby I see you for who you are
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A one time apple queen,
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And a one time tramp,
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And an old time movie star.
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You're a shell picker,
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Of the pickiest kind,
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But you always find the ones to keep.
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And in or out of bed,
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You keep you're head wide open,
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'cause ya don't only dream when you're asleep.
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Like a child ... you remember,
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But I forget ... all my dreams.
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I used to think,
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That someday I'd relax a little,
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And be more like you.
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Then I realized,
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How silly that thought was,
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Needed to stand in my own shoes.
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And from over here,
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I can see you cry,
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Don't even try ... to pretend.
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'cause he's hurt you,
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So many times,
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Baby don't go back again.
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Like a child, you forget,
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But I remember everything..and every sting.
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And through all the games,
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We'll both stay the same,
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As we've always been,
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Through the fat and thin,
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Until the end,
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Until the end.
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Until The End
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| Norah Jones |
