I Came Aching

Angela Mccluskey

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    I came aching down your hallway
    But I could not find your door
    Somebody must have moved it
    May be I'll try another floor

    I came lookin' for your keyhole
    I was scrapin' at the lock
    I was watchin' my hands shakin'
    You were watchin' the crowd

    Can't anybody find me?
    Can't anybody find me?
    'Cause I got lost, I got loaded
    I got lost and I am not fakin'

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    This is how it was
    When I came aching up your driveway
    I was lookin' for your car
    Requestin' a slow dance numbers
    They'll be closin' the bar

    I was well in and I was able
    To get along with Keith
    I was ready for my whole night out
    You were running again

    Can't anybody find me?
    Can't anybody find me?
    'Cause I got lost, I got loaded
    I got lost and I came fakin'

    This is how it was
    When I came aching

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    Composition: Nathan Larson

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