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Feelin' ticklish, just met a new
She's got a tattoo, said she you
Oh, one day waitin' out the

She embroidered the of a tortured artist on your sleeve

Laugh at own jokes, ooh wouldn't dare laugh at yourself
What a
Happy, happy to you
Oh you're mama's little dream true

She painted the colors of the sunset with her on my teepee

Likes cold, wine, cradled in the evening sky
Drinks in the deep reds of romance and poetry
Laughs out loud as movie stars shed their
In her sleep, she dreams melancholoy

And I know, I know I'm just you
I was leaving in a way, I'm already
Still young, though, oozing to the
Oh, like poetry, a cowboy
Who just let his horse run

I know, ooh, I'm like you
Not anywhere.
near gone,
There's a van fast
in stereo

Barely see her
Or maybe
I'm not, I can see

as she sleeps, oh, she laughs so long
Laughing