Bring your offering??side door, she's your ride
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Born to carry you to the other side
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I will know you when things don't quite add up
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Bring your parasol and your coffee cup
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Dry??the wind blows dry, so dry
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Crack the vent??here comes a cool breeze
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And chances are we'll always be on the other side of town
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But the wind will always whistle for Louise
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Working at the pump, she knew gasoline
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Maps and geography, beer and methedrine
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No one showed when they put her six feet down
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The day her garage blew the dog was all they found
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Chorus repeat last line x2
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Whistle for louise
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