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By Kirsty Maccoll, I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty-two
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I close my eyes, another dream arrives
Deeper and deeper into
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll/marshall crenshaw)
I'm nearly sober
And I can see the truth
I'm
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Sometimes it's hard to remember you lied
And memory fades as
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I want so much to do so well
I've tried too
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll)
Love's dreaming
Love's sleeping
And when it wakes again who knows
The
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Annie I see your face in a window
Now you're a
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I'm an autumn girl, flying over london
With the trees on
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll)
I've been the token woman all my life
The token
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Berlin
Love the sight and love the sound
I wish that I
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll/mark e. nevin)
The last of england's spoiled brats
Grand order
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I went up to the corner to ask about the
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By Kirsty Maccoll, He blew into town like a paper sack
In a stolen
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll)
She called me up the other day
And left a
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Oh she is hot, she's hot, she's hot
She's just a
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Chemistry tonight
Pete glenister,
Simon climie &
Kirsty maccoll
No rain but I felt
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Children of the revolution coming out to play
Bombers ripped the
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By Kirsty Maccoll, The clock goes round and round
And I get so tired
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By Kirsty Maccoll, You turned all my dreams into nightmares
But you won't turn
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I tried to phone a friend tonight
I paid to get
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (anna mcgarrigle/philip tatartcheff)
Moi, j'me promene sur ste cath'rine
J'profite d'la chaleur
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll)
He said, 'baby don't go'
So she sat down again
And
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days,
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Oh dear john
I hate to be the one to break
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By Kirsty Maccoll, There's a brand new car in your driveway
And a blonde
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By Kirsty Maccoll, (kirsty maccoll)
Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts
Can
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By Kirsty Maccoll, I had a dream, you walked away
You couldn't hear what
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By Kirsty Maccoll, It's time now to pick all the toys off the
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By Kirsty Maccoll, Oh you shouldn't have kissed me and got me so
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By Kirsty Maccoll, We never say what we should say
I guess it's just