Goodnight, sunshine
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The ghetto-bird shines 4 am,
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Welcome to the West
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A mosquito to kiss your hands and feet
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Welcome to this dirty business
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I was surprised
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When you called me a lady
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Cause I'm still not so sure that that's what I wanna be
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Cause I remember the 80's
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And I remember its puffy sleeves
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You say I'm lucky to be here,
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Then maybe you can take this over
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And I'll gladly wear the pants into the next century
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Past the scanners with ease
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Past armies of them,
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Who once played in a band
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And wasted it complaining like a trust fund kid
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Paying you to play here while they hate you because of it.
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You say I'm "lucky to be here",
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But I've been driving for 21 days.
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What's that nasty sound?
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The E-brake drags the ground...
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God, if you only knew
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What my candied fist could do.
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The curtain's closing in from all direction,
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Just answer my question.
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Perhaps it's best if I continue
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Starring me as you, me as you.
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Starring me as you, me as you.
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And there you are,
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At the edge of the world...
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Dangling with my heart a' pounding.
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Above a gulf of hamstrung promises
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You sang like "Auld Lang Syne",
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You wanted it so badly that you believed them at the time
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With every fashion's flame,
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Every jet plane-lie,
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Every second helping of that off-ramp fame we die,
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A little...
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You're right, I'm from Nowhere
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You're right, I'm from Nowhere
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You're right, I'm from Nowhere
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You're right.
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I'm From Nowhere
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| Neko Case |
