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By Catie Curtis, My mind is racing,
And my feet are moving slow.
Look all
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By Catie Curtis, Crocodile tears, that’s what you cried
When I wanted to leave
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By Catie Curtis, I'm not made for this, I'm not in shape
My heart
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By Catie Curtis, He’s got an old chair
It’s got no seat
Cracked snow shoes
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By Catie Curtis, She runs right up to the very edge
Then takes a
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By Catie Curtis, I woke up, head heavy
Blankets thick like my tongue
My thinking
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By Catie Curtis, I saw it coming
like summer rain
Incoming ocean
Oncoming train
I veered in
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By Catie Curtis, My mother cleans Elvis's house
Yeah she and everybody else
Moved to
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By Catie Curtis, It's all right, we're gonna be fine
But let's give my
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By Catie Curtis, You watch me at the window from your place on
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By Catie Curtis, I'm a slave to my belly ‘cause it got to
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By Catie Curtis, The party’s over the clock’s long struck twelve
Now you can
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By Catie Curtis, When my daddy lived here, I never worried
When my daddy
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By Catie Curtis, I've been getting down
About all the runaround
About all the questioning
And
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By Catie Curtis, She spent the summer in Chicago
Spent the winter in L.A.
She
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By Catie Curtis, I had a bicycle named Heaven and I painted it
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By Catie Curtis, I talk to you on the telephone
At least two times
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By Catie Curtis, I come home, don't know where you are
You must be
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By Catie Curtis, I knew that I loved you
The first time you got
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By Catie Curtis, Why didn't you tell me that the only reason
Why you
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By Catie Curtis, You're not afraid of the water
You're not afraid to go
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By Catie Curtis, I woke up at 5 o'clock and I couldn't get
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By Catie Curtis, The church went down and it didn't go gently
The burning
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By Catie Curtis, Why do I bother, that's what you say
And I know
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By Catie Curtis, You made keys at the hardware store
You made one for
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By Catie Curtis, I don't know why I cannot reach you
I've tried and
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By Catie Curtis, Don't lay down if you're gonna fall alseep
Don't lay down
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By Catie Curtis, In the dark of December, in the late afternoon
I can
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By Catie Curtis, You kept an eye on me
I ran from the blue
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By Catie Curtis, There’s always trouble from what I hear
Everyone we know is