gonna go out
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to the arrivals gate at the airport
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and sit there all day
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watch people reuniting
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public affection so exciting
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it even makes airports ok
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watching children run
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with their arms outstretched
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just to throw those arms
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around their grandpas’ necks
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watching lovers plant kisses
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old men to their misses
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at their arrivals gate
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watching a mother
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with a mother's smile
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don't tell me to move
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i just wanna sit here for a while
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i have determined
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it's a sure cure for cancer
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watching excitement turn family dogs
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into dancers
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at the arrivals gate
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at the arrivals gate
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at the arrivals gate
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at the arrivals gate
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i got me a white bread sandwich
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with some shredded lettuce
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and i got me a ringside view
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for my quaint little fetish
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i just wanna drain my little pink heart
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of all its malice
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and kick back for the afternoon
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in this fluorescent palace
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everyone's in a hurry
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here in purgatory
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except for me
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i'm where i need to be
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except for me
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i'm where i need to be
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except for me
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i'm where i need to be
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here...at the arrivals gate
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The Arrivals Gate
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| Ani DiFranco |
