I met a little girl and I settled down
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In a little house on out on the edge of town
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We got married, swore we'd never part
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Then little by little we drifted from eachother's hearts
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At first I thought it was just restlessness
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That it'd fade as time went by, and our love would heal
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In the end it was something more, I guess
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Tore us apart and made us real
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I'm driving a stolen car
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Down on Eldridge Avenue
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Each night I wait to get caught
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But I never do
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She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
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When our love was young and bold
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She said last night she read those letters
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And they made her feel one hundred years old
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I'm driving a stolen car
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On a pitch black
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And I'm telling myself
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It's gonna be all right
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I drive by night
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And I travel in fear
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That in this darkness
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I will disappear
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Stolen Car
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| Patty Griffin |
