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You′re a tree that you can't eat the fruit from
I heard horses come to ride me away
I want shade and a good place to shoot from
If I′s a clock, I'd be the end of the day
You know you got the blouse for me
You can lift your skirt, you can sink your heel
But I got all the time in the world
You're a ditch in the road where the wheels keep spinning
You′re the same dead cat crawling its way back grinning
You know you got a bad reputation
Like a nine of hearts way down the line
I got a jacket to put on and a hat to wear
I wouldn′t waste a gallon on you out there
And I got all the time in the world
A bridge is only there for you to jump off of
And there ain't no rain clouds that are blue
I do declare my independence
Baby, I shot off all my fireworks for you
The river′s burning and the trees are on fire
There's lots of good rubber left on these tires
And I got all the time in the world
Baby, you′re the light that won't change that I got stuck at
You′re the fan that won't work at the motel
They were all out of red, so I got me a blue one
Baby, you're always using mine, why don′t you get you one?
I know you won′t go very far
You left your blonde wig in the car
And I got all the time in the world
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Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
