Now Alice needed money I put 10 dollars on the
Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky
Half way to
Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick
Long, long time ago
Oh, I can still remember
How the music
The willow in the wind is gently weeping
No city lights
Leaving me girl and moving on down the road
You left
(ian hunter)
I dreamt of being horses in shackles of gold
And
I changed my name in search of fame to find
Momma's little jewel, just out of school
Fresh from the nuns
(bob dylan)
And the answers my friends
Still blowing in the wind
The
Baby took me out last night
Got a little Cadillac bite
Shook
(3,4! 3,4! 3,4!)
(Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh,
See my thoughts and then see my scars
See my clothes,
Darkness, darkness, be my pillow
Take my hand let me sleep
In
Yes, I've been dreaming about you every day
Every day, each
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