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Thea Gilmore Contessa
AContessa, Contessa, oh please leave your hat by the doDor AWell, I thought I told you you couldn’t call round Danymore AAnd outside in the street and the rains turning tricks on the Dday AContessa, I’ve told you so why do you come aDnyway?
AWell, ten years ago by the motorway bridge with a smiDle AAnd your red lacquer shoes, oh you lived inside me for a wDhile AI had an old cow bone that I used to draw hearts in the Ddust AContessa please tell me just what the hell happened to Dus
‘Cause I??E?ve gone Gone rDun that roaAd I’vEe gone GoneD run that roAad Run thatE road homDe A
AI was a scared little kid with a head full of hormones and hoDles AWith one eye on atonement and a body already grown oDld AThere you were with your secrets and your notebook of genuine Dlies Saying ?A??girl its your party but you sure as hell don??D?t wanna cry, don’t wanna cry
I’vEe gone GoneD run that rAoad I’vEe gone GoneD run that roAad Run thatE road hoDme A
Yeah, run that road home
ASo I was the black sheep, yeah, I was the lone cavalDier ABut with a face like stone, oh Connie its lonely out Dhere AI’ve taken some pills and I’ve played with the hand ID was dealt AAnd you saved me that time but now I’ve learned to save mDyself
And I’vEe gone Gone Drun that Aroad I’vEe gone Gone ruDn that roaAd
Run that road home Oh, run that road home Yeah, run that, run that, rung that, run that, road home Yeah, run that road home