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Collecting Dust
02:55
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Same old lust again
Dirty little feeling
Come inside,
You love to watch the rain begin
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Silent footsteps
Anonymous highways
Lightning strikes,
But once or twice between the eyes
Cupboard's out of lightbulbs
Nothing's open right now
She's having a hard time
Finding the floor in front of her
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Even if one is you
And two is me
Collecting dust again
It's all we've ever been
You can lie to my face
If it makes you feel good
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
Collecting dust again
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Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me moving like a rolling train
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me rolling like a rolling train
I think of you through Lousiana
Up to the tippy-top of Maine
You never notice when I walk on by
All I could hope to do is catch your eye
I must caught you at a bad time
I know I got no money
Please don't make me cry
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me moving like a rolling train
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me rolling like a rolling train
I think of you through Lousiana
Up to the tippy-top of Maine
mmmm
You never love me like I wish you would
Part of me doesn't even think you could
Can you convict me of a thought crime?
Look, I know I got no money
Please, don't make me cry
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me moving like a rolling train
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
You got me rolling like a rolling train
I think of you through Lousiana
Up to the tippy-top of Maine
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah!
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah!
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah!
Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah!
I know I got no money
Please! Don't make me cry!
Cry, cry...
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