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 Yes, Anastasia

 

I know what you want the
Magpies have come
If you know me so well then
Tell me which hand I use
 
Make them go
Make it go
 
Saw her there in a restaurant
Poppy don't go
I know your mother is a good one
But Poppy don't go,
I'll take you home.
Show me the things I've been missin'
Show me the ways
I forgot to be speaking
Show me the ways
To get back to the garden
Show me the ways
To get around the get around
Show me the ways
To button up buttons
That have forgotten they're buttons
Well we can't have that forgetting that
 
Girls, girls what have we done
What have we done to ourselves
Driving on the vine
Over clothes lines
But officer I saw the sign
 
Thought I'd been through this in 1919
Counting the tears of ten thousand men
And gathered them all, but my feet are slipping
There's something we left on the windowsill
There's something we left yes
 
We'll see how brave you are
We'll see how fast you'll be running
We'll see how brave you are
Yes, Anastasia
And all your dollies have friends
 
Thought she deserved no less than she'd give
Well happy birthday her blood's on my hands
It's kind of a shame cause I did like that dress
It's funny the things that you find in the rain
The things that you find...
In the mall and in the date mines
In the knots still in her hair
On the bus I'm on my way down
All the girls seem to be there
 
Come along now little darlin'
Come along now with me
Come along now little darlin'
We'll see how brave you are.

 
 
© Copyright 1999 -- Jeffrey M. Johnson
Last Updated 10/7/99