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lyrics
Bob Dylan on the mall’s PA, crooning from the past
about the girl who ran away but never got too far.
Huge brown eyes, boho clothes,
she was slick but also a friend of Bob’s.
Lingerie on mannequins turns me on no more,
either I’m growing up or I’m growing old, might as well be a bit of both.
Now Bob Dylan’s in a loop, calling names and feeling sorry
about the girl who ran away and stole his shoes.
It gets awfully cold in this parking lot,
checking out my phone just in case you decide to call.
Dreaming’s cheap, it’s the waking up that’s hard
when you’re cold and alone and a little stoned in a parking lot.
Don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart.
I used to fret myself to death about the many days to come,
how am I supposed to pay the rent and then take you out for lunch.
In a world gone mad with passing time
I realized I was about to lose my mind.
Saturday’s not a good day for hanging out by yourself:
too many drinks, too many drunks, too many little birds.
We can find a better place or crash at each other’s couches,
we can make ourselves forget about the bad days.
It gets awfully cold in this parking lot,
checking out my phone just in case you decide to call.
Dreaming’s cheap, it’s the waking up that’s hard
when you’re just cold and alone and a little stoned in a parking lot.
It gets awfully cold in this parking lot,
checking out my phone just in case you decide to call.
Dreaming’s cheap, it’s the waking up that’s hard
when you’re just cold and alone and a little stoned in a parking lot.
Don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
You wouldn’t break my heart, don’t wanna break my heart, babe.
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