| Those long afternoons
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| When nobody was home but me
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| Sun is shining but I dwell in shadow
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| Maraschino-red dress, $ 8.99 at Goodwill
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| I was looking over my shoulder
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| At the register trying not to be seen
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| Looking over my shoulder at all
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| I had appointments today, errands to run
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| I watch the hours drain away
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| I watch the hours drain away
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| Mid-grade bourbon sitting in the cabinet
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| This day’s shot anyway
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| And a couple of beers left from two nights ago
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| I am hideous and no one can ever know
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| When the sun gets low-down, bloody and red
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| I tie a little knot at the center of my head
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| I don’t think I’ll be showing up
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| At synagogue at quarter past seven
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| Sometimes you go through hell and you
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| Never get to heaven
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| Sometimes you go through hell and you
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| Never get to heaven
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| But I thank God
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| Who gives strength to the weary
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| I thank God
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| Who gives strength to the weary |