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By Bomshel, This barely burdened ankle
Will probably just be one of
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By Bomshel, Those pictures that I saved of you
Are lyin on the
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By Bomshel, Step into the spotlight
Of this traveling show
Went across the room
Those
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By Bomshel, Little girl alone on the playground
Tired of gettin' teased and
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By Bomshel, Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I'm exposed, and it's
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By Bomshel, You say there
That we need to talk
But you ain’t said
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By Bomshel, It’s the smell of your skin
When you just come in
From
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By Bomshel, Well I tried to write an honest song
About lyin’ &
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By Bomshel, I tend to laugh just a little too loud
The song
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By Bomshel, Angry, I could be,
Could curse you and hate you,
That would
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By Bomshel, One song on the edge of my lips
One back pocket
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By Bomshel, This barely burdened ankle
Will probably just be one of those
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By Bomshel, I tend to laugh just a little too loud
The song
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By Bomshel, The sun came up this morning:
I opened up my
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By Bomshel, We got Tennessee moonshine, chicken, and beer
The bands in
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By Bomshel, The day I came to Hollywood,
I got off the bus,
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By Bomshel, One person refused to sit on the back of the
