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By The Spinanes, Nova siecle, gets up from her desk
Crosses the shag into
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By The Spinanes, Look at everyone
They’re bettter, they’re faster, they’re sweeter
Caught in
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By The Spinanes, Here I’m always finding myself coming up and
Asking “Where am
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By The Spinanes, At the start of it all
So excited to please
Leaning to
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By The Spinanes, You call it in colors
And she bows to you
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By The Spinanes, Hold your eyes for no one else
Keep our wonder to
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By The Spinanes, Stuck listening for amusement
To tall tales of perfect unions
Knocked out
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By The Spinanes, (written by John Moen)
A handful of hearts baby
And all that
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By The Spinanes, You called it off
Then sulked about it all awhile
That's
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By The Spinanes, Take a shine to the West Coast heaven
Looking best when
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By The Spinanes, Listen closely for tires in the driveway
The voice in
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By The Spinanes, Come on quiet on the slide arms surrounding
Losing track of
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By The Spinanes, Hey baby, your head’s on fire
Chasing the miles
Escaping
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By The Spinanes, Terra nostra how it calls here
Sucks me dry, sucks me
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By The Spinanes, Tell your friends, turn on back around
We might need them
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By The Spinanes, Standing here now you wash over me
Screeching fear and
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By The Spinanes, I saw you catch my laugh as I was slipping
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By The Spinanes, I've been wasted
Yeah I can taste it
Spent all last month
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By The Spinanes, Against the door I felt you there
Waiting for you
But this
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By The Spinanes, It’s all fighting
My sides are careening
Boiling past the
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By The Spinanes, No
He's a dagger talking to you
Suffice to say he's a
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By The Spinanes, Heard like a ham radio
You're a lamp I'm waiting
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By The Spinanes, Loving the blue of the city sky
Keeping it warm through