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Here I am in traffic's slow flow |
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Where the needle touched down |
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Carbon planes draw a cage round the air force base |
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Where the needle touched down |
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My foot on the brake, it's okay to fly low |
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Over poor Spanaway |
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An eagle swooped down from a semi-trailer |
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Took the name of your town from a sharp-toothed freighter |
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The needle's the same that recorded and played |
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When you left me at the Greyhound the year I moved away |
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And if I knew then what's so obvious now |
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You'd still be here, baby |
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My baby |
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Baby |
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So that's why I never come back here |
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That's why they spit out my name |
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Your exes have clawed up the Bible |
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Trying to keep me away |
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With the sledge of tectonic fever |
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The needle has landed again |
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Let it play |
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And the needle touched down |
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The needle has landed |
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And the needle touched down |
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The needle has landed |
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An eagle swooped down from a semi-trailer |
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Took the name of your town from a sharp-toothed freighter |
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And if I knew then what's so obvious now |
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You'd still be here |
