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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) So you don't want to hear about my good song? And you don't want to hear about how I am getting on With all the things that I can get done The sun is in the sky and I am by my lonesome So you don't want to hear about my good day? You have better things to do than to hear me say God it's been a lovely day Everything's been going my way I took out the trash today And I'm on fire So you don't want to hear about my good friends? You don't have the guts to take the truth or consequence Success is in the eye of the beholder And it's looking even better over your cold shoulder I'm not suggesting you get to line me up for questioning But Jesus think about the bridges you are burning And I'm betting that even though you knew it from the start You'd rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart So go ahead and talk about your bad day I want all the details of the pain and misery That you are inflicting on the others I consider them my sisters and I want their numbers God it's been a lovely day Everything's been going my way I took up croquet today And I'm on fire I picked up the pieces of my broken ego I have finally made my peace as far as you and me go But I'd love to have you up to see the place I'd like to do more than survive, I'd like to rub it in your face Hey it's been a lovely day Everything's been going my way I had so much fun today And I'm on fire God it's been a lovely day Everything's been going my way Ever since you went away Hey, I'm on fire so you don't wanna hear about my good day Now the war is over Mussolini's dead he wants to go to heaven with a crown upon his head the lord says no, hes got to stay below all dressed up, and nowhere to go! |
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| 3:00 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:53 |
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| 4. |
| 5:57 |
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| 5. |
| 1:25 |
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| 6. |
| 4:46 |
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| 7. |
| 4:19 |
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| 8. |
| 3:02 |
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| 9. |
| 5:46 |
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| 10. |
| 4:51 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
I've been driving around town With my head spinning around Everywhere I look I see Your '96 Jeep Cherokee You're a bully and a clown You made me cry and put me down After all that I've been through You'd think I'd hate the sight of you But with every jeep I see My broken heart still skips a beat I guess it's just my stupid luck That all of Boston drives The same black f**king truck It could be him Or am I tripping and I'm crashing into everything And thinking about Skipping town awhile Wuntil these cars go out of style I try to see it in reverse It makes the situation hundreds of times worse When I wonder if it makes you want to cry Every time you see a light blue Volvo driving by So don't tell me if you're off to see the world I know you won't get very far But don't tell me if you get another girl, baby Just tell me if you get another car The number of them is insane Every exit's an ex-boyfriend memory lane Every major street's a minor heart attack I see a red jeep and I want to paint it black It could be him Or am I tripping And I'm crashing Into everything I can't wait 'til you trade the d**n thing in By then they will have put me in the loony bin to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) It could be him My heart is pounding It's just no use I'm surrounded But one day I'll steal your car and switch the gears And drive that Cherokee right off the trail of tears |
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| 4:30 |
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| 12. |
| 8:34 |
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