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I drink good coffee every morning Comes from a place that's far away And when I'm done I feel like talking Without you here there is less to say
Don't want you thinking I'm unhappy What is closer to the truth If I lived till I was a hundred and two I just don't think I'll ever get over you
No longer moved to drink strong whiskey I shook the hand of time and I knew That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs I just don't think I'll ever get over you
A face that dances and it haunts me With laughter still ringin' in my ears I still find pieces of your presence here even, even after all these years
I don't want you thinkin' that I don't get asked to dinner Cuz I'm here to say that I sometimes do And even though I may seem to feel a touch of love I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was a hundred and two I just don't think I'll ever get over you
"The opposite of love, after all, is not hate, but indifference."
She was a shark smile in a yellow van She came around and I stole a glance in my youth A vampire Evelyn shown quiet as roses sting It came over me at a bad time But who wouldn't ride on a moonlit line? Had her in my eye, 85 down the road of a dead end gleam
And she said woo Baby, take me And I said woo Baby, take me too
It came over her at a bad time Riding through Winona down the dotted line Held us gunning out Ninety miles down the road of a dead end dream She looked over with a part smile Caught up in the twinkle, it could take awhile And the money pile on the dashboard fluttering
As she said woo Baby, take me And I said woo Baby, take me too
Evelyn's kiss was oxygen I leaned over to take it in As we went howling through the edge of south Des Moines It came over me at a bad time She burned over the double line She impaled as I reached my hand for the guardrail
Ooh, the guardrail Ooh, the guardrail
And she said woo Baby, take me And I said woo Baby, take me too
She said woo Baby, take me And I said woo Baby, take me too
"The opposite of love, after all, is not hate, but indifference."