me and my baby
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we drank some magic tea
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we're crusing down the rural roads
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aesthetics of poverty
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i'm going down for the last time
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i shifted to my level
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can you receive what you give me
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somebody should set you free
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in the morning
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when you wash your hair
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i love those simple things that
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make me know your there
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come every sunday evening
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it's leftovers from the weekenders
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lost limbs to identify
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frustration for the grieving
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(unknown)
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| Indigo Girls |
