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Jul 2010
You said you'd be here by 6
Well now it's 6:33 and your nowhere in sight
I need a ride an escape
I've smoked all my cigarettes
Now I'm sitting on the porch waiting
I get my phone dial his number
Hope your happy I'm gone with someone else
We took off into the night and I'm not planning to come back till the morning light
Written by
Cynthia Clark
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