Little Black Dress

Jace Everett

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    Well you hate the way I shuffle
    But you love the way I deal
    You don't mind if I borrow
    But you'd rather watch me steal
    You take what you've forgiven
    And you put it in a drug
    In case you need it later
    Just to even up the score

    Chorus:
    Oh, oh, how did we get in to this mess?
    Oh, I know, gotta get you out
    Out of that little black dress

    We get up and join the circus
    Take this show out on the road (come on, let's go)
    Girl if you wanna keep the light on
    You got to pay'em what they own (I know, I know)
    Yeah you're often planting flowers
    Are they ever gonna bloom?
    I'm up here with a guitar and another empty room

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    (chorus)

    Come on
    Baby you put me in the corner
    But girl I haven't done a thing
    Yeah you give me all the answers
    But I don't know what they mean
    You say you'll take me places
    Show me things I've never seen
    Say baby start the engine and then you hide the keys

    Oh, oh, how did we get in to this mess?
    Oh, I know, gotta get you, gotta get you, wanna get you out of that
    Oh, oh, how did we get in to this mess?
    Oh, I know, gotta get you out, out of that little black dress

    Wanna see your hair all in a mess
    That little black dress, come on
    Just let it fall to the floor
    You ain't gonna need those high heeled sneakers no more
    Step into the frame

    Song details

    Composition: Jace Everett and Daniel Weston Cohen

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