| She wanted to be a cowboy,
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| She was shootin em down,
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| She was tramping around.
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| He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes.
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| theres a nice pool at my motel — you want to go for a swim?
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| That night he moved in.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love.
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| At night shed wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat,
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| The sound of his hand on the doorknob,
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| The sound of her heart beating in her head.
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| Hed go out playing nickel slots, cause he knew hed lose —
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| She didnt know, so she couldnt choose.
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| One night while sleeping along in her bed,
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| The phone rang, she woke up, and sat up and said,
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| what time is it? |
| what time is it?
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| well, its 5:30 here and its 2:30 there,
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| And I wont be home tonight, he said.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love.
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| Now she sits in a booth in a diner,
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| Waiting for someone to take her order,
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| Waiting for someone to come and sit down.
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| She rubs the smudge off the photograph, puts it back into her purse.
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| The grey sky was romatic cause he was holding her hand,
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| He was her man.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes called falling in love.
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| The time between meeting and finally leaving is Sometimes calling falling in love.
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| Sometimes called falling in love.
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| She wanted to be a cowboy,
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| She was shootin em down,
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| She was tramping around. |