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Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Lead Vocals
Matt Schellenberg
Matt Schellenberg
Background Vocals
Matt Peters
Matt Peters
Piano
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Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Songwriter
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Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Producer
Matt Schellenberg
Matt Schellenberg
Producer
Matt Peters
Matt Peters
Producer

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Night clouds fall and nothing's new for me I've seen it all but not enough to truly see My lipstick loud, my heels are proud If you were hear you'd agree I'm ready to fight I'm ready for the night I'm feeling alright Chop through smoke with my two hands I may have broke a couple bonds but I got plans And I always end up losing track of time I drink too much I end up flying Makes me feel like everybody's problems are worse than mine From Market Street to the hot dog stand I'll let you hold my hand I'll let you hold my purse It couldn't get much worse And you won't get a thing from me 'cause I only need a man From Market Street to the hot dog stand I find myself in this spot from time to time Can't tell if its dark or not but I'm not blind Everythig gets to be so hazy I feel like being alone But being alone makes me feel so crazy From Market Street to the hot dog stand I'll let you hold my hand I'll let you hold my purse Yeah you could be my nurse You won't get a thing from me 'cause I only need a man From Market Street to the hot dog stand Oh from Market Street to my front door You better stop me 'cause I can't take it any more and you look so pretty Under the light of the moon But then again I've never seen you in the afternoon I'm scared of the light It's just not our time I may not be alright But tonight, I'm just fine
Writer(s): Alexa Renee Dirks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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