(Suzy Bogguss/Doug Crider)
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I go through my closet, there's nothing in there
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And there's no place to wear it so what do I care
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But there's one dress in plastic, daring and shear
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And I wonder how we got hung up here
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I'm going someplace to ease my mind
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Wide open with space, I gotta to find
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No place in particular
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It's out there I know
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Gonna pack all my dresses up
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Got no place to go
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There's a face in the mirror I recognize
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But I remember it clearer and smoother around the eyes
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But I don't need makeup to cover my tracks
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I just need to wake up someplace, new and never look back
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Sky, gray, open up and turn to blue
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Highway wish me luck, lead me to
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No place in particular
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It's out there I know
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Gonna pack all my dresses up
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Got no place to go
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No place in particular
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It's out there I know
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Gonna pack all my dresses up
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Got no place to go
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No Place To Go
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| Suzy Bogguss |
