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   I got you, you've got whatever's left of me to get
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   Our conversations are like minefields; no one's found a safe way through one yet
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   I spend a lot of money,     I buy you white gold
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   We raise up a little roof   against the cold
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On Southwood Plantation Road
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Where at night the stars flow like milk across the sky
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   Where the highwires drop
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   Where the fat crows fly

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   All night long,    you giggle and scream
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   Your brown eyes deeper than a dream
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   I am not going to lose you;    we are going to stay married in this
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house like a Louisiana graveyard      where nothing stays buried

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On Southwood Plantation Road
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   Where the dead will walk again
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   Put on your Sunday best
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   And go with unsuspecting Christian men
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La la la la la

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