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So you got the navy blues |
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I took off my shirt and shoes |
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I feel like a criminal |
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I love you like an animal |
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I'm laying out my sunday clothes |
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I can't get my suitcase closed |
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I know that I swear a lot |
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But I'm really sure that I forgot |
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To pack something I need |
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I cut my finger but it didn't Bleed- |
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-in hearts, in January |
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Listen, listen you're so free |
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Skin and bones and meat and mud |
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Salt and teeth and sweat and blood |
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I know I can come and go |
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I know because you tell me soo |
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You said, \"Sister, you're so free\" |
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Well, I know sailor, you're like me |
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So what if I get bloodthirsty? |
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Or a little raggedy? |
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I've got convict ancestry |
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You better get away from me |
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Oh, Barcelona, burn you down! |
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I will take this tiny town |
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I've got a little irish lilt |
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I've got a lot of catholic guilt |
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And a Bleeding heart, in January |
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Listen, listen you're so free |
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Skin and bones and meat and mud |
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Salt and teeth and sweat and blood |
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I know I can come and go |
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I know because you tell me soo |
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You said, \"Sister, you're so free\" |
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Well, I know sailor, you're so free |
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Oh, i know you are just like me |
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Yes, i know you are just like me |
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Baby got the navy blues |
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I took off my shirt and shoes |
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I feel like a criminal |
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I love you like an animal |
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With a Bleeding heart, in January |
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Listen, listen you're so fre |
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Skin and bones and meat and mud |
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Salt and teeth and sweat and blood |
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I know I can come and go |
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I know because you tell me soo |
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You said, \"Sister, you're so free\" |
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You're no saint, but you're so free. |
