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SINGER: Counting Crows
SONG:American Girls
She comes out on fridays every time Stand out in a line I could've been anyone she'd seen She waits another week to fall apart She couldn't make another day I wish it was anyone but me It could've been anyone you see She had something breakable just under Her skin
American girls, all weather & noise Playing the changes for all the of the boys Holding a candle up to my hand Making me feel so incredible
She comes out of closets every night But then she locks herself away Where she could keep everything from me I could've been anyone you see She's nothing but porcelain underneath Her skin
American girls, all weather & noise Playing the changes for all the of the boys Holding a candle up to my hand Making me feel so incredible
Little shivers shaking me every day But I could get the same thing anywhere So if she goes away Well, it's alright and I'm okay hey, she said, come back again tonight. I said, i might, I might, I might. She said, well that's alright If it's alright with you, then it's alright With me.
I waited for an hour last friday night She never came around She took almost everything from me I'm going through my closets Trying on her clothes almost everyday I could've been anyone you see I wish it was anyone but me There's nothing but pills and ashes under My skin
American girls, all weather & noise Playing the charges for all the of the boys Holding a candle right up to my hand Making me feel so incredible If I made you cry, please tell me why Cause I'll try again if you let me try American girls, all feathers & cream Come into bed so edible
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