a dozen roses in the car and i don’t know where you are maybe i don’t know what i’m doing you’re moving like a movie
you still move me among the other ones and twos and threes and twenty-threes got to keep my conscience clean but that “hurricane what’s-her-name” mentality was not for me and never could be cause it surely brings bitter things and misery


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