standing like john wayne
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she is full framed
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she is center stage
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and my imagination is
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rattling in its cage
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I didn't really notice
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when everything else disappeared
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but as far as I'm concerned
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if it isn't her
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it isn't here
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she says do I know you
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I say well, no, not biblically
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but I've been waiting for you come
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and talk to me
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I have been playing
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too many of those boy girl games
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she says honey you are safe here
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this is a girl girl thing
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I told him I loved him
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so he thought I'd roll over and play dead
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he was god's gift to hypocrisy
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with weak knees and a big fat head
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she says honey don't tell me
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that old story
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you are boring me
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just tell me do you like me
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tell me what you're gonna do
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now that you're free
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standing like john wayne
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she is full framed
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she is center stage
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and my imagination
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is rattling in its cage
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I didn't really notice
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when everything else disappeared
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but as far as I'm concerned
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if it isn't her
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it isn't here
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as far as I'm concerned
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if it isn't her
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it isn't here
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If It Isn't Her
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Ani DiFranco |