| That’s what I want
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| That’s what I need
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| That’s what I want
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| Ho-down
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| She sprays her lies around her like the clouds release the rain
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| And endless stream of promises that vaporize again
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| Remember last Tuesday when you said it was the end
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| You caught her in your Nissan getting funky with your best friend
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| She will never change till her flesh is under dirt
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| But then at least she’s hangin' with neighbors she deserves
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| Forgive me if I seem to sound a little on the loose
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| But I cannot pour sugar just to sweeten up the truth
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| I would like to wish her to a long forgotten dream
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| Happened early morning when I was just two or three
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| Everyone around who didn’t quite fit in the mix
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| Turned and waved goodbye and disappeared without a hitch
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| Except my friend Billy who live just across the way
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| The world belonged to us forever on from that day
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| Until we ran into that sneaky girl from down the street
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| Who tried to smile so pretty stealing Billy right from me
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| The world spun around her everywhere that she would go
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| But even my friend Billy knew that she was just a — oh no
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| She had such a way to twist and turn a simple truth
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| Told my friend Billy I had been a little loose
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| Then Billy took her by the arm and left me standing all along
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| I just had to wait there watching them do-se-do
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| Till Billy pushed her in the deepest darkest hole around
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| It was goodbye sneaky girl — ho down
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| I would like to wish her for her a place to somewhere far
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| A place in outer space to some exotic little star
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| A million miles away would probably suit the planet fine
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| Someplace where it’s clear she is gone and you are mine
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| Or maybe some romantic little island in the sea
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| As far away as it is possible to be
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| She can have the flowers and the wind
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| And I can have my baby back with me once again
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| I would like to wish for her another little story
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| My daddy said to me when I was just a little girly
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| He told me 'bout a pretty graceful lovely lady bird
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| Who never could find a nest good enough for her
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| From every tree she landed in she saw one that was better
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| So off she went before she ever could regain her breath
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| Wasn’t it a pity when she finally hit the ground
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| It was goodbye lovely birdy — ho down
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| Goodbye lovely birdy — ho down |