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And his hand it fell behind her As his arm it reached around And she looked out the window And she watched the shade go down It was a private conversation No one heard her say That the man she left behind her Was two thousand miles away Singing boy pick up that fiddle We'll play that steel guitar We'll find yourself a lady And dance right where you are There was a lonely girl from nowhere With a smile all sweet with pain Oh, and she never stopped to wonder If she'd see him again ...

Biffy Clyro Puzzle Conversation Is I wander streets at night and hope to God to see your face the flourescent billboards sell a wonderful life that doesn't exist anymore the conversation is over. What will I do if im wrong Will I blame it on eve...

Ai Dogg, let me holla at'cha man Wuz up home? Word is on the streets Your beats gone be delicate Since Dre did shake the spea's out, man Delicate, beats So that's what makes me now? Man, I don't give a fuck about no beat Now let me s...