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You and I travel to the beat of a different drum. Can't you tell by the way I run, every time you make eyes at me?
You cry, and moan and say it will work out, but honey child I've got my doubts. You can't see the forest for the trees.
Oh don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it, it's just that I'm not in the market for a boy who wants to love only me.
Yes and I ain't saying you aint pretty. All I'm saying is I'm not ready for any person, place or thing to try and pull the reigns in on me.
So goodby, I belive-and I see no sense- in this crying and grieving.
We'll both live a lot longer, if you live without me.
I've seen Linda in concert 3 times, all in Houston. I would have LOVED to see her with the Stone Ponys. I also saw Bonnie Rait
in Jones Music Hall-WHAT A TREAT! Fogelberg twice, EAGLES at RICE!!!! (My Mothers' Day Gift)
Last edited by justamom; 10-12-2001 at 07:53 AM.
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