Me Scurvy
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Home Home by Sheryl Crow I woke up this morning Now I understand What it means to give your life To just one man Afraid of feeling nothing No bees or butterflies My head is full of questions And my house is full of lies This is home, home And this is home, home This is home I saw him standing there When I was seventeen Now I'm thirty-two And I can't remember what I'd seen in you I made a promise Said it everyday Now I'm reading romance novels And I'm dreaming of yesterday This is home, home And this is home, home This is home I'd like to see the Riviera And slowdance underneath the stars I'd like to watch the sun come up In a stranger's arms This is home, home And this is home, home This is home I'm going crazy A little every day cause everything I wanted IS now driving me away I woke this morning To the sound of breaking hearts Mine is full of questions And it's tearing yours apart... said the Dread Pirate Ro at 9:45 PM on August 16, 2004 Aarrgh! 2 scurvy dogs said "Ahoy, matey!"
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