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Tori Amos - Fast Horse |
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How can I be drunk? |
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You strike with dry poison |
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I am possessed |
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Still engaged in some kind of advanced shackling |
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Girl you got to find you the man who |
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can smoke this out, Bad Medicine |
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Girl you got to find you the man who |
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can smoke this out, Good Medicine would say --- |
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You got you a Fast horse darlin' |
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But all you do is complain it ain't |
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a maserati. |
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You had a soul that you left back in Memphis |
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but your mama ain't New York she is pure |
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Tennessee |
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On a desrt High-way |
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I am struck by my own rage |
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Time-bomb in his palm a finger-apple |
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augments this advanced shackling |
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Girl you got to find you the man who |
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can smoke this out, Bad Medicine |
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Girl you got to find you the man who |
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can smoke this out, Good Medicine would say --- |
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You got you a Fast horse darlin' |
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but all you do is complain it ain't |
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a maserati. |
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You had a soul that you left back in Memphis |
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but your mama ain't New York she is pure |
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can't you see your mama ain't New York |
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she is pure Tennessee |
