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Stevie was a connoisseur |
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Everybody wanted to be her |
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She chose her friends as carefully as she chose her words |
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She was so sure about it all |
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Oh Stevie was a hero once |
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Had all the things I'd never touch |
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She wrote in sterling silver with a ballpoint pen |
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Cold blooded chameleon |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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You're a god to me |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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You're a god to me |
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Stevie was an ice maiden |
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Not sure really worth saving |
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Alcatraz has nothing on her after all this time |
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Still I didn't search behind those eyes |
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Oh Stevie where are you going to |
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Oh you're as tight lipped as a bottle all screwed |
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If I had the chance to peer inside your mind |
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Give up your mystery, why think twice |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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You're a god to me |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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You're a god to me |
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Tea-leaves in the cup |
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You're a good friend of mine |
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How the sober are |
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Thirsty for the sweet wine |
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Now that Stevie has locked her keys in her mind |
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Got to open up, lay herself on the line (lay herself on the line) |
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Tea-leaves in the cup |
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You're a good friend of mine |
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How the sober are |
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Thirsty for the sweet wine |
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Now that Stevie has locked her keys in her mind (in her mind) |
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Got to open up, lay herself on the line (lay herself on the line) |
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Tea-leaves in the cup |
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You're a good friend of mine |
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How the sober are |
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Thirsty for the sweet wine |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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You're a god to me |
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Oh Stevie, oh Stevie |
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Why can't you see |
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Oh give in to me |
