| Flagging down a cab you look so pretty
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| A country girl alone in New York City
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| Well, you’ve got your bib bag doing what you wanna do
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| If I could do what I wanted I’d be right with you
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| Dreams don’t always turn out the way you plan
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| A day late and a moment short and nothing in your hand
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| You keep running, running through my mind
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| Like the taxis in the street, like binding twine
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| Like the rivers back home that run so free
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| Run anywhere you want, but baby, run to me
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| Well, I fell so hard the day I met you
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| Been around the world, keep coming back to you
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| Now I know I wanna make you mine
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| I’m gonna get you by my side, it’s a matter of time
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| Love don’t come easy, it’s hard to understand
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| And it won’t work out until you make your stand
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| You keep running, running through my mind
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| Like the taxis in the street, like binding twine
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| Like the rivers back home that run so free
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| Run anywhere you want, but baby, run to me
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| You keep running, running through my mind
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| Like the taxis in the street, like binding twine
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| Like the rivers back home that run so free |
| Run anywhere you want, but baby, run to me
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| You keep running
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| You keep running through my mind
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| You keep running
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| You keep running through my mind
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| You keep running
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| You keep running through my mind
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| You keep running
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| You keep running through my mind |