Thinking of you
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Thinking of you
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All through the morning
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I¡¯m thinking of you
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All through the evening
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I¡¯m thinking of you
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And the way that your holy water grew
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I met a girl under the water
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It made me recall how I wanted a daughter
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But you never gave me nothing that I could hold on to
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But I wrote you letters by the phone
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And I wrote you every night alone
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But who are you walking around with
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Buttercup
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He was my lord
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And I was his lady
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But I soon grew tired of the lazy days
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When I moved away and I thought of him often
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He came to me nights in my rose colored dreams
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Thinking of you
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All through the morning
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I¡¯m thinking of you
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All through the evening
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I¡¯m thinking of you
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And the way that your holy water grew
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But I wrote you letters by the phone
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And I wrote you every night alone
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But who are you walking around with
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Buttercup
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Thinking of you
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| Marissa Nadler |
