| Like a mockingbird I sing my song
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| Stole out right and play it all wrong
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| In the darkest hour of the night
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| Oh and I ain’t made the Opry yet
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| Miss you now but hey no sweat
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| I can get along alone alright
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| City lights and pretty clothes
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| Silver linings, wrapped up bows
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| Autumn leaves and fall in winter snow
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| Well I’m hoping now that where you are
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| They all think you’re a movie star
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| Cause you are the most famous girl I know
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| And I’m waiting now to catch you in the corner of my eye
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| I know you’re gonna darken up my door
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| Well I got that old time feeling babe, it still ain’t passed me by
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| Well I’ve got that old time feeling like before
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| Well I’m the same old me you know
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| Fucking up the status quo
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| Trouble all the way up to my neck
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| And I can keep it cool and new
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| Until you catch me half past two
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| Just about that time when I’m a wreck
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| This old world will spin again
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| Play me like a violin
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| Knock all of the wind out of my chest
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| Well I don’t mind you playing me
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| Just keep it in a major key
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| Now you’re waking up and I can get some rest
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| And I’m waiting now to catch you in the corner of my eye
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| I know you’re gonna darken up my door
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| Well I got that old time feeling babe, it still ain’t passed me by
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| Well I’ve got that old time feeling like before
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| Well I’ve got that old time feeling like before
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| Yeah I’ve got that old time feeling like before |