| I wake up in the dark hours, kerosene light
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| Illuminatin' footsteps to fire, to stoke it up right
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| I’m changin' with the seasons, warmin' in the sun
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| I’m changin' with the seasons, I’m a chameleon
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| We lay out all our soft parts daily, on the feather topper
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| Hardened by the work we done lately, food dessert stoppers
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| I’m a dirty girl that cleans up nice, ya know you think it too
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| I’m a dirty girl that cleans up nice, what’re we gonna do?
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| You’re the only one who sees the softest side of me
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| A grown man who sees true potential naturally
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| I’m not sorry if I’m harder on the outside than they’d like for me to be
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| ‘cause you’re the only one I care for, and you love what you see
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| Naturally
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| Ya show me all the big time stages, where they suck your soul out
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| I prefer green rooms, black lights, and dancin' to No Doubt
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| We lay down in the early hours drenched in daylight
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| Homesick in hotels everything’s gonna be alright
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| We’re tangled up like morning glories, purple and pink
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| We’re tangled up like morning glories, sleep don’t think
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| You’re the only one who sees the softest side of me
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| A grown man who sees true potential naturally
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| I’m not sorry if I’m harder on the outside than they’d like for me to be
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| ‘cause you’re the only one I care for, and you love what you see
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| Naturally
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| We wake up when the sky is blushin', sheets in the clouds
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| Old smoke and wood floors creakin', quiet’s so loud
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| Been movin' like the sun across cities, finally home
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| Been movin' like the sun across cities, finally we’re alone |