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| 01 Knuckle Down |
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Knuckle Down That's just my cowgirl alter-ego Riding on her bar room bull Dripping with the sweat of irony As the cowboys whoop and drool Shooting glances at the mirror To see if her scar is showing She is truly going nowhere tonight Lecherous old lady wanna-be Much too young and shy Flailing her whole life Just thinking she can teach herself to fly Vehement romantic Frantic for forever right now But forever's going nowhere tonight Sick of goading her self-loathing She thinks, I think I'd better leave 'Course whiskey makes me smarter And I'm happy as can be But please excuse me darlin' It's not you It's me And there's a dusty old dust storm on mars, they say So tonight you can't see it too clear Still I stood in line to look through their telescope Looked like a distant ship light As seen from a foggy pier And I know that I was warned Still it was not what I hoped Yes I know that I was warned Still it was not what I hoped I think I'm done gunnin' to get closer To some imagined bliss I gotta knuckle down And just be ok with this I'm gonna knuckle down Just be ok with this 'Course that star struck girl is already someone I miss I swear some stuff you just see better from further away And I think I communicate best now, the less I say And I can't dance if the band can't play And the vibe is going nowhere tonight 'Cause somewhere between Hollywood and its pretty happiness And an anguish so infinite it's anybody's guess Is a place where people are all teachers And this just one long class And that ass will get you nowhere tonight There's a dusty old dust storm on mars they say So tonight you can't see it too clear Still I stood in line to look through their telescope Looked like a distant ship light As seen from a foggy pier And I know that I was warned Still it was not what I hoped Yeah I know that I was warned Still it was not what I hoped I think I'm done gunnin' to get closer To some imagined bliss I gotta knuckle down Just be ok with this Gotta knuckle down Just be ok with this 'Course that star struck girl Is already someone I miss Last update: 23-01-2007 23:20
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