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By Marc Cohn, Deep in the night she quietly creeps
Sometimes she moans, sometimes
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By Marc Cohn, I finally see your face
In my rear-view mirror
With each mile
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By Marc Cohn, When your longest night is coming down
When pieces of you
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By Marc Cohn, Without your father or your mother
life goes on
Without your sister
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By Marc Cohn, I was sitting with Mary
In my dads blue Valiant
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By Marc Cohn, Maybe Life is curious to see what you would do
with
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By Marc Cohn, Johnny took the 4:05 and he rode it
Rode it down
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By Marc Cohn, I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's
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By Marc Cohn, Sometimes you've got to go back
Sometimes you don't know why
Sometimes
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By Marc Cohn, It was a stormy night
In Ohio
And the rain was really
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By Marc Cohn, Baby King
Baby King
You got to get ready for a Baby
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By Marc Cohn, Sleepless nights and senseless fights
Many that I've known
Are proportional to
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By Marc Cohn, A little gray around the crown
A little hint of slowing
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By Marc Cohn, Baby let's go below the surface
See what we can find
There's
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By Marc Cohn, Don't talk to her when shooting stars are falling
Don't
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By Marc Cohn, I was driving down Ninth Avenue
As the sky was getting
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By Marc Cohn, Baby baby, the time is at hand
I tell you one
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By Marc Cohn, A little boy sits by the light of the moon
He
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By Marc Cohn, You'll never know how much I love you
You'll never know
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By Marc Cohn, I can see you with the top down
In that car
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By Marc Cohn, Everybody talks about some fateful day
I guess that this was
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By Marc Cohn, I'm coming to see you tomorrow sometime
Gonna bring you some
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By Marc Cohn, Tonight I cried the tears of a child
Who knows what
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By Marc Cohn, Well i hope that i dont fall in love with
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By Marc Cohn, Did he know what he was doing
Putting eyes into my
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By Marc Cohn, Got your call from California
But I could hardly hear your
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By Marc Cohn, Rock of Ages let our song
Praise (your) saving power;
Thou amidst
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By Marc Cohn, (INTRO)
Dogs are barking and she's so high, she's never coming
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By Marc Cohn, I wanna be a man of the world
With blood in
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By Marc Cohn, Lately he can feel it
Turning off inside his heart