She's got a feeling that its all wrapped up
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with her third margarita at the restaurant
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and when i walk on beside her
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well i'm already lost
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she's all out of love
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i better move on
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I wake in the morning to a rat tat tat
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she came by to try and get her records back
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and with a half way smile and her shoulders cold
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her body was the shell to a blackened soul
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she's got her ticket and she's already gone
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she already sang me her getaway song
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she's got another and he's already on
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they're already fucking so i better be gone
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no time regretting, move on forget it, undo committed
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she's got her ticket and she's already gone
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she already sang me her getaway song
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she's got another and he's already on
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she already loves him so i better get movin on
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Skinny Runt Revolution
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| Steriogram |
