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By spaded Date: 2002 Dec 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.09.22.28.24380]] |
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Baby will you catch me when I come falling past your window It's hard to fly with broken wings, and I am tired You said you were feeling Minnesota, and I told you you're so cool Always speaking in these terms and nothing can just be easy any more What I meant to say is I love you, but somehow it got mixed up with your message, came out more like f**k you any ways So you asked me wasn't Atlanta cool, like maybe I was gonna say no Just to finish our coded talk I told you I have a crummy job and am getting sick of all this deep fried chicken Truth is when it comes down to it that's all we will ever have Mixed messages and Marietta Georgia, but yeah baby Atlanta kicked a**, and you weren't so bad either. |