I love North Dakota cause you have never been there
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and the days go on forever and the towns all look the same
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and I can ride the back roads and I can walk the main streets
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and show someone your picture but they would not know your name
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This city is so gloomy I could stay in bed for hours
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maybe that's why I'm still lying here asking you for more
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and this never would have happened if you hadn't touched my elbow
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in that steamy crowded car heading down the western shore
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And you take me to pieces your eye sees my favorite me
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and I don't know your word for it but you know what I mean
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cause there's nothing I like better than to watch you flirting with the waitress
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that's the most inspiring thing that I have ever seen
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And those times when you fight it it's just the way I like it
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And I wonder what I'm choosing I wonder what I'm losing
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Cause at four o'clock this morning you told me the story
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of a friend who couldn't stomach all the love that came from you
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and oh the straight up deep hurt of you
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and I don't think that I can handle anything so true
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And that's why I am leaving and that's why I won't call you
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I am getting in the taxi and I'm heading for the plane
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but I still can feel you breathing I still can hear your fingers play
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and I still can see you standing in the window pane
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And I'm watching your goodbye and I'm trying to cry
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Guess I'm not built for this load guess it's back to the road
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So now Delaware is tollbooths Virginia is twilight
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and Michigan's beef jerky in a small boy's hand
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and Arkansas' a skinny cop Oregon is purple hands
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and Flagstaff Arizona is delirium at night
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And I love North Dakota cause you have never been there
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and the days go on for hours and the towns all look the same
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and I can ride the back roads and I can walk the main streets
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and I could show everyone your picture but they would not know your name
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I love, I love, I love
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North Dakota
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North Dakota
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Kris Delmhorst |