She opens every door
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Never calls you by your name
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And when you say it's time to go
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She looks at you like you're insane
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But when she hears you play
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She tries to sing along
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She gets up and dances on the chair
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And makes you laugh
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When she sings
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You say
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I don't turn you on
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Until it's time for me to go
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She only cries at night
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When the children are gone
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She gets up to wipe away her eyes
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In the blue light of the dawn
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Laying on your chest
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She's like a tiny cat
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Brought up and broken on the street
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You know she's the only one
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That even knows where you're at
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You say
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I don't turn you on
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Until it's time for me to go
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She says crawl over here
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I got something else to say
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Pouring whisky in your coffee cup
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She says I swore you liked it that way
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She tells you how to stay alive
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Acting like she's cleaning up your place
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You could see every single star in the sky
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Written on the expression of her lonely face
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You say
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I don't turn you on
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Until it's time for me to go
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You say
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I don't turn you on
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Until it's time for me to go
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Turn You On
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Joseph Arthur |