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    That's what they all tell me
    That's what they say to me
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    Your blue eyes, your black eyelashes
    The way you looked at life
    In your funny way
    I guess out of the blue
    You won't cross my mind
    And I'll get over you
    Overtime
    Your pale skin, your sexy crooked teeth
    The trouble you'd get in
    In your clumsy way
    I guess one afternoon
    You won't cross my mind
    And I'll get over you
    Overtime
    I guess out of the blue
    You won't cross my mind
    And I'll get over you
    Overtime

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    Composition: Lucinda Williams

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