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Roberts Julie Men Mascara

What I need is medication In the form of a vacation What I need is skies of blue What I need is a perspective One that's healthy but objective What I

Mama don't cry, don't you worry about me I'm a little bit scared here, mama, but I'm gonna be all right I've got the letter that you gave me folded in

in the morning and wash it all away Last night, he said, she was the one Oh, but men and mascara, they always run Yeah, men and mascara always run

That isolating fan is moving left to right Like it's mocking me for coming here again last night I slide from under your arm, you're still out stone cold

From concrete to shingles and every single nail We drove to hold this house together That stained glass door those hardwood floors cost a little more

How long did it take to find this letter? I know it wasn't right when you got old Was it about the time you started gettin' hungry And looked to see what

in the mornin' an' wash it all away. Last night, he said she was the one: Oh, but men an' mascara, they always run. Yeah, men an' mascara always run.

You know I almost didn't answer But I just had to see If you were really still with her Cause this won't work until you're free I won't stamp on a

I just passed a cheap motel sign Think I stop here and stay the night First one alone in a long time Right thing to do's not feeling right Bright and