on my way up north
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up on the ventura
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i pulled back the hood
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and i was talking to you
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and i knew then it would be
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a life long thing
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but i didn't know that we
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we could break a silver lining
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and i'm so sad
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like a good book
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i can't put this day back
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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things you said that day
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up on the 101
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the girl had come undone
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i tried to downplay it
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with a bet about us
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you said that-
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you'd take it
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as long as i could
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i could not erase it
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and i'm so sad
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like a good book
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i can't put this day back
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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and i ride along side
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and i rode along side
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you then
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and i rode along side
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till you lost me there
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in the open road
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and i rode along side
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till the honey spread
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itself so thin
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for me to break your bread
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for me to take your word
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i had to steal it
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and i'm so sad
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like a good book
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i can't put this day back
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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i could pick back up
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whenever i feel
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down new mexico way
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something about
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the open road
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i knew that he was
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looking for some indian blood and
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find a little in you find a little
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in me we may be
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on this road but
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we're just
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impostors
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in this country you know
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so we go along and we said
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we'd fake it
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feel better with
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oliver stone
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till i
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almost smacked him -
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seemed right that night and
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i don't know what
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takes hold
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out there in the
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desert cold
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these guys think they must
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try and just get over on us
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and i'm so sad
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like a good book
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i can't put this
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day back
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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a sorta fairytale
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with you
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and i was ridin' by
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ridin' along side
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for a while till you lost me
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and i was ridin' by
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ridin' along till you lost me
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till you lost
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me in
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the rear
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view
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you lost me
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i said
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way up north i took my day
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all in all was a pretty nice
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day and i put the hood
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right back where
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you could taste heaven
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perfectly
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feel out the summer breeze
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didn't know when we'd be back
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and i, i don't
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didn't think
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we'd end up like
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like this
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A Sorta Fairytale
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Tori Amos |