| Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
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| Three o’clock in the afternoon and I am going home
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| F train is full of high school students
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| So much shouting
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| So much laughter
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| Last night’s underwear in my back pocket
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| Sure sign of the morning after
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| Take me home
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| Take me home and leave me there
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| Think I’m going to cry, I don’t know why
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| Think I’m going to sing myself a lullaby
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| Feel free to listen
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| Feel free to stare
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| I live in New York New York the city that never shuts up
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| In the daylight everything is so gory
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| You can hear snatches of stranger’s sorry stories
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| And I moved there from buffalo but that’s nothing
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| The TRICO plant moved to mexico
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| Left my uncle standing out in the cold
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| Said there’s your last paycheck have fun growing old
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| Take me home
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| Take me home and leave me there
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| Think I’m going to cry, I don’t know why
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| Think I’m going to sing myself a lullaby
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| Feel free to listen
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| Feel free to stare
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| Rockabye baby
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| In the treetop
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| When the wind blows
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| Cradle will rock
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| When the bough breaks
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| The cradle will fall
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| Down will come baby
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| Cradle and all
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| Youth is beauty
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| Money is beauty
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| Hell, beauty is beauty sometimes
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| It’s the luck of the draw
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| It’s the natural law
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| It’s a joke
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| It’s a crime
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| I was bored
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| You were bored
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| It was a meeting of the minds
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| Now it’s three in the afternoon and I can’t leave too soon
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| Saying thank you, I had a nice time
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| Take me home
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| Take me home and leave me there
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| Think I’m going to cry, I don’t know why
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| Think I’m going to sing myself a lullaby
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| Feel free to listen
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| Feel free to stare
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| Maybe I’ll live my whole life
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| Just getting by
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| Maybe I’ll be discovered
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| Maybe I’ll be colonized
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| You could try to train me like a pet
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| You could try to teach me to behave
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| But I’ll tell you, if I haven’t learned it yet
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| You know
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| I ain’t gonna sit, I ain’t gonna stay
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| Take me home
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| Take me home and leave me there
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| Think I’m going to cry, I don’t know why
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| Think I’m going to sing myself a lullaby
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| Feel free to listen
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| Feel free to stare |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cradle and All , by - Ani DiFranco. Song from the album Not A Pretty Girl, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня