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D
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to
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be so quiet?
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We sit here stranded, though we're all doin'
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our best to deny it
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And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to
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defy it
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Lights flicker from the opposite loft
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In this room the heat pipes just cough
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The country music station plays soft
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But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
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D
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Just Louise and her lover so entwined
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E
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And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the