You're no Shelly Johnson but you're looking so the same.
So I'll just keep on watching, pretending she's got your name.
Since I left Washington I haven't felt the same.
And when I see you I'll be dodging you, wishing you never came.
In the hands of another I can redirect the blame.
And put it on you like I put it on you, shaking what's left of shame.
Suzanne she still moves me to a place I can't recall.
Not much more than feeling, feeling like you're gonna fall.
Marianne she's been laughing, it's so long since she has called.
She's still such a pretty one, stubborn, stringing webs that just won't hold.
I'm a half drained battery. You can use what's left of me. Take it all so directly.
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