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She said I'm used to being treated like some shoe that never fits I got my insole fitted but my soul been in the pits I'm feeling older, little wiser My advice was never realign your stars And set your price by someone else's pitch She said you right Let's improvise - I never liked the script I write my signs bright So I can find myself inside the mist Her light be shining nice And I been blinded by them whiter tips She that fine wine and I been dining On that type of drip She had one ticket to the Odeon But that's a lonely show And she ain't hope to go alone again I said 'sack it off' I got some boats upon the ocean Girl, my hanging gardens oh so Babylonian Meet me down the coast And skip the coat I'll keep you warmer when you colder, then Lean up on my shoulder, then Bored and we can roll a bens Thought enough about it and I'm thinking We can tour the whole globe And never really have to go home again She said I'm used to being sided like the margin in a book I got my last page written, but the chapter got me shook The mad capper, cat rapper chap, captivated Took away my breath and gave me light but I been scared to look That's fair, girl, I stay rare, but I'm prepared to cook Pick the whole world up and share any step I took Every lesson learned Every lesser crook Every second burn Get you sweating by the second hook She said her heart was in Antarctica But that's a cold path and I could harden up to pass in her Left my sharp angles at the carpenter Carve a magic carpet and depart You got the flame, I got the sparkler And I ain't saying I'm the greatest I been harbouring my darker stuff Little out of focus til I sharpen up I'm just trying to take you down the harvester Date you and inflate your sense of self You the wealth, get the castle up
Writer(s): Ewan Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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