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MARIT LARSEN >> Merchandise Links
MARIT LARSEN
She looks for all the signs Checks your shirt when you get home To make sure She keeps an eye on your telephone Instead of asking you she asks everyone you're with And ends up in dark conclusions you're not alone She calls you up repeatedly Knows where you're at all the time At night you tell her she's all you long for But she knows by your face there has got to be more Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone She used to be ahead She had thrilling and exciting things to say She kept you on your toes all the way But know the tides have turned You have come too close to knowing her God forbid you know what she's really like When she sleeps she keeps her make up on She prefers to live in a lie At night you tell her she's all you long for But she knows by your face there has got to be more Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone You'll be gone Da da da-da da da da Da da da-da da da da Na na na-na na na na At night you tell her she's all you long for But she knows by your face there has got to be more Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone You'll be gone
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