As she drags on a cigarette
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You can tell it's been her first pack
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A leopard coat and piled high hair
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Thick makeup, skin tight slacks
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Tonight she's steppin' out
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She thinks If only he could see her now
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She will leave a trail of turnin' heads
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Smokin' bridges and ice cold beds
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Avoiding the blame at any cost
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She Is spinning wheels and throwing stones
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Burying hearts and digging up them bones
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Making up for time and love that was lost
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She's makin' up for time and love that was lost
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She's headed down a one way road
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Where hearts don't touch and ends don't meet
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Fired by a danger glow
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It's in her eyes and on the street
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And tomorrow they will talk about
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How tonight she went to town
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And tomorrow he will think about
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How tonight she went to town
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Time And Love
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| Sawyer Brown |
