At nine o'clock each morning down on Charlotte Avenue
The bus
If love is like a roller coaster
Pretty as a circus
He came into town in the early springtime
To work with
Oh no, here we go, and there you go again,
When
Came down from the Cadillac
Dude ranch, health spa
Nestled on the
I guess, you had to be there, she said, "You
Here we are
Clinging to what left of a broken
Sweet Abilena looked out at the Midwestern sky
Sweet seventeen with
If the sun
Ain't shining bright
And the moon, the moon
Won't shine
(matraca berg/wendy waldman/josh leo)
Well, all the girls you see walkin'
Spent my life looking for
Happiness like it was buried treasure
Somewhere
I go to work from 10:30 until 6 a.m.
Raking up
The world is waiting in the drive, another day begins
We
She fixes her hair every morning, long before seven o'clock
She'll
The world explodes in violence
While the angels cry in vain
'Cause
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