| Debbie Sang with Rodney and the new brunettes
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| Iconic combinations gave them fashion not in fashion yet
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| Across the narrow courtyard you could almost hear the neighbors complain
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| Vincent crowed that Desmond was a Bowie fan
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| Took Judy from the Mudd Club and dressed her up in marzipan
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| Fortune favors daring but the rising tides encourage distain
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| What’s your favorite band and who taught you to kiss that way?
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| We’re running out of days in Vacaville and we can’t stay
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| Shelia made a Pantone palette wardrobe guide
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| A handful of Excedrin helped her ring the days of Factsheet Five
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| A chapter spent in Paris that she’d reference almost daily for years
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| Gordon saved his photographs of Dolly Read
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| In neatly labeled notebooks with the covers wrapped in Harris Tweed
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| With Girl One and the Grease Guns playing softly sabotaging with tears
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| What’s your favorite band and who taught you to kiss that way?
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| We’re running out of days in Vacaville and we can’t stay
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| Echo the names from behind us
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| Dodging the days that remind us
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| These are the days that would find us
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| Lost at sea and drifting aimlessly
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| A minor move when Sharon signed to Cherry Red
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| Twee pop relic wordsmiths selling fables stuck inside our heads
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| A band of woolly mammoths where we dubbed our own extinction a treat
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| Waking up, I found myself in Arkansas
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| A Tuesday night in Reno with the Vegas Beat at Jabberjaw
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| Your head was tilted slightly and the earth had shifted under my feet
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| What’s your favorite band and who taught you to kiss that way?
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| We’re running out of days in Vacaville and we can’t stay
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| What’s your favorite band and who taught you to kiss that way?
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| We’re running out of days in Vacaville and we can’t stay |