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Glue
Stuck to my shoes
Does anyone konw why you play with an orange rind
You say you packed my things
And divided what was mine you´re off to the mountain top
I say her skinny legs could use sun
But now I´m wishing
For my best impression
Of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I´ve got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you´re putt the damage on
Don´t make me scratch on you door
I never left you
For a banjo
I only just turned around for a poodle
And a corvette
And my impression
of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I´ve got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you´re putting the damage on
I´m trying not to move
It´s just you ghost
Passing through
I said
I´m trying not to move
It´s just your ghost passing through
It´s just your ghost
Passing through
And now
I´m quite sure
There´s a light in you platoon
I never seen a light move
LIke yours
Can do to Me
So now I´m wishing
For my best impression
of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I´ve got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
To me
But I´ve got a place to go
I´ve got a ticket to your late show
And now I´m worrying cause even still
You sure are pretty
When you´re putting the damage on
Yes
When you´re putting the damage on
You´re just so pretty
When you´re putting the damage on