| You were fresh off the boat from Virginia,
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| I had a year in New York City under my belt,
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| We met in a dream when we were both 19
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| I remember where we were standing
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| I remember how it felt
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| Two little girls growing out of their training bras,
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| This little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws
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| Two girls together
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| Just a little less alone
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| This little girl cried «wee wee wee» all the way home.
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| (Home)
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| We were always half crazy, now look at you, baby
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| You make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme,
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| And love is a piano dropped from a four story window
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| And you were in the wrong place at the wrong time
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| And I don’t like your girlfriend, yeah, I blame her
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| Never seen one of your lovers do you so much harm
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| And I loved you first and you know I would prefer
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| If she didn’t empty her syringes into your arm
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| (Arm)
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| Now here comes little naked me padding up to the bathroom door
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| To find little naked you slumped on the bathroom floor
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| So I guess I’ll just stand here with my back against the wall,
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| While you distill your whole life down to a 9−1-1 call
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| So now you bring me your bruises
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| So I can «oh» and «ah» at the display
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| Maybe I’m supposed to make one of my famous jokes that makes everything okay
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| Or maybe I’m supposed to be the handsome prince who rides up and unties your
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| hands,
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| Or maybe I’m supposed to be the furrow-browed friend who thinks she understands
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| Now here comes little naked me padding up to the bathroom door
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| To find little naked you slumped on the bathroom floor
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| So I guess I’ll just stand here with my back against the wall
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| While you distill your whole life down to a 9−1-1 call |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two Little Girls , by - Ani DiFranco. Song from the album Little Plastic Castle, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня