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(Hi, come on in. Hello) |
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(Hi, come on in. Hello) |
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(Gotta make one quick call) |
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(4 - 3 - 1 - 5 - 9 - 9 - 7) |
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Katie feels a snap and switches off the tap |
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Walks out to fetch the shotgun from the shed |
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Feels just a little rush and climbs into the car |
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Slow down a moment |
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Drives out along the lane and calmly into town |
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And stops to let the music come around |
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Walks down to the bank and draws a quiet breath |
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Slow down a moment |
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Switch on, all's fine |
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Burn out, on fire |
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Stitched tight |
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(Hi, come on in. Hello) Beautiful and light |
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(Gotta make one quick call) |
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(4 - 3 - 1 - 5 - 9 - 9 - 7) |
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Lights a cigarette, climbs the marble stairs |
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And waves the gun around |
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To paint a meaning |
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Money comes like rain |
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Feel this, easy feeling |
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She drives the car away |
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And laughs and smiles |
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And stops to count the notes out for a while |
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And when she's done, drives on |
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For a sunrise |
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Switch on, all's fine |
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Burn out, on fire |
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Stitched tight |
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Beautiful and light |
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Beautiful and light |
