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Rebekka Bakken
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Driving
I like driving Darling I like driving
I left my shoe in a closet somewhere You wonder how I'll walk from here But there's a way I got to your hood In the first place
I left my head in a willow tree Outside the house you were showing me That night we met I remember your face And the strange taste
You left in my dreams Where my mind had been Making excuses For what it'd seen But madam X Didn't leave out the next Sight she saw It was a closed door
So I picked up my purse And the one shoe I had The rest of the pride The bank said I had I picked up the pain And carried some stains God it hurt to be barefoot
Darling I like driving Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Darling I like driving With the naked boys
But I'd be down on the floor Wouldn't laugh no more I wouldn't think a thought I wouldn't be the cause Of any ones call To wipe the floor For my coming
You made a choice Well I still got a voice I do love leaves and the naked boys I gotta find me a man With a heart like a van Cause I like driving
Darling I like driving With the naked boys Gonna find me a man with a heart like a van
But I'd be down on the floor Wouldn't laugh no more I wouldn't think a thought I wouldn't be the cause Of any ones call To wipe the floor For my coming
Gonna find me a man with a heart like a van Cause I like driving
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