Born In The Eighties

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Dionne vouched for the beggar with the suitcase
Said she saw the whole thing and it wasn't him
Officers were a touch on the harsh side
Beggar left the station bleeding from a cut on his ear

Door closed, engine started in the driveway
Monday morning, got a whole lot of feeling down
I breathe, you breath beside me
Don't you know, we've got a little bit of everything
So put in what you expect to get back out
Then you'll never be disappointed with your day
I lost all of my faith in you that day

Oh, what's so funny about needing company?
Where all the ladies that were born in the eighties?

Been a while, longer than should ever be
It's a killer and it's killing me
One step at a time and don't act crazy
It's a killer and it's killing me

Oh, what's so funny about needing company?
Where all the ladies that were born in the eighties?

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from Love Songs For Small Dogs, released September 14, 2015

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