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Cobalt & the Hired Guns
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You Left Your Sweater...
Well she's headed from Cheyenne to Maine and she's only in Chicago for a day So I'm gonna make the most of playing host I've always got tomorrow to cry.
I offer a shower and wine She says, 'I'm good like this, cold beer would be fine. Take me as you have me, 'cause baby you can't keep me. I have to be leaving by nine.'
You and I both know why you came here A gamble we both sought to lose You and I we both paid that dealer to Trade in our riches on some blues
I say babe your invitation still stands She says you're as good at hosting as you are with your hands Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yeah well, you're my favorite guest Your feet your hips your legs your chest and your lips are for kissing not goodbye.
You and I both know why you came here A gamble we both sought to lose You and I we both paid that dealer to Trade in our riches on some blues
I get her early to the train 'cause hates to drive and the smell of a plane I give her a tape, and a letter that starts with her name and say call me when you get there, call me when you get there, call me when you get back to Maine.
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