She only heads out when it¡¯s late and dark
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No need to worry, she¡¯s smooth, she¡¯s smart
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I¡¯ll see her later ¡®cause we can¡¯t be apart
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You tell me my girls trouble, yes, you tell me my girls trouble, ¡®cause she
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Falls, gets back up, stumbles round, spins around, then just
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Falls, gets back up, stumbles round, spins around
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She melts into the night in her own rude way
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Blown into the party like a warm hurricane ? she says
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¡°It¡¯s nice to be
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Drunk from love¡±
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She knows she¡¯s floating, but she can¡¯t never get enough
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Sings your name
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Her word is art
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Her chest¡¯s a window, so you can always see her heart
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Her chest¡¯s a window, so you can always see her heart
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Wayfaring drunkard dancing home, well she departs
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But she knows her way back home
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Sings to a branch that she passes on her way
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Dances for a little sleepy pleased stray
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Talks to a crow she¡¯s named a Mr. Blue Jay
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I¡¯ll tell you my girl¡¯s wonders, yes, I¡¯ll tell you my girl¡¯s wonders
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She¡¯s walking staring upward, staring upward, singing something
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Kinda feeling like a devil on her way up to the heavens
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She likes long, drawn, French songs
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Stops to sit
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The sidewalk
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Bass is low, she sings a Ms. Bardot song
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Space is high, she yawns and rubs her eyes
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Then she calls me on her tele, just to tell me ¡®bout
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A spider she finds pretty, a red polka-dotted spider
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Police drive by and see her talking to the stars
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Police have her put her hands on the car
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¡°Where are you heading, Ms.?¡±
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¡°76 Franklin, see that¡¯s where my baby lives¡±
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Here I sit
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My porch stairs
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I breathe and squint
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My cat sits by me
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Way down the street I see my girl, she floats, yes, and dances slowly to me
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Sits on me, hugging, both quiet in the dark
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Whispering, ¡¯cause it¡¯s a direct line to the heart
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There is no distance that is keeping us apart
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You tell me my girl¡¯s trouble, but you just don¡¯t know her wonders
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And the waiting, whoa-oh
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Yes, the love of waiting, whoa-oh
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Yes, the love of waiting, whoa-oh
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Yes, my love of waiting
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For her
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She Knows Her Way
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