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By Rickie Lee Jones, I know what to do to be loved by you
Talk
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Take the train
Oh, you have run as far as you
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By Rickie Lee Jones, All the gang has gone home
Standing on the corner
All alone
You
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Maybe you want another world
One where heaven doesn’t weigh so
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Begging ’round the sun-beaten streets
I can’t make me no
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By Rickie Lee Jones, How come he don't come and P.L.P. with me
Down at
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By Rickie Lee Jones, I and Bragger and Junior Lee
That’s the way we always
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By Rickie Lee Jones, These stars
No one else can see
They trapeze the height of
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By Rickie Lee Jones, There was a Joe
Leanin’ on the back door
A couple Jills
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Saving all my money all week long
So I can go
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By Rickie Lee Jones, There are wounds that stir up the force of gravity
And
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By Rickie Lee Jones, What you are you can never erase
It’s here till the
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Polly and I went to the circus
Polly got hit with
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Lap dog, lap dog, where you going to go
If
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Eddie’s got one crazy eye
that turns him into a cartoon
when
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Homeboys
Calling from the corners
Station to station
For the magazine
But her
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Here I’m going
Walkin’ with my baby in my arms
’Cause I
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By Rickie Lee Jones, The most as you'll ever go
Is back where you used
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Come on—Joey, get out of school
we got places to go
a
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Little boy
My baby’s always crying
My baby wants to see me
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Oh, the ship I’m on
Time is what I ride
Forty
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Summertime and everything is sweet
Walking barefoot to the circle k
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Hold me, love
I can’t sleep again
Will I have to kiss
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By Rickie Lee Jones, There, there is my ship
Finally come in
I see the
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By Rickie Lee Jones, We will fly way up high where the cold wind
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Once I had a sweet love
Always followed me around
The way
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By Rickie Lee Jones, There must be a golden frame
Coming to me
’Cause where are
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By Rickie Lee Jones, we go down round
the far side of the tracks
lolitas playing
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By Rickie Lee Jones, I say this was no game of chicken
you were aiming
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By Rickie Lee Jones, Hey, hey, hey, Junior!
Man, what does that look like