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She Goes

 

She Goes


She goes... good with the wind, good with the rain and
And she goes good with a bottle of wine
And she goes with the flow, rolls with the tide
Goes with the night, goes good with the sunshine
Even better with a good time

When she goes she leaves behind
A tattoo in the back of my mind
Coulda been, shoulda been, when she's coming back again
Who knows when she goes
It's waiting by the phone, standing by the door
'Til her high beams scream she's back for more
She's just that way, she can't stay gone
Yeah, she's kinda like that sun
Yeah, she comes
And she goes

She goes... straight for my heart, straight for my hand and
And we go to the room at the end of the hall
And she gets what she wants, I get what I need
She leaves me with a memory straight from the top shelf all by myself

When she goes she leaves behind
A tattoo in the back of my mind
Coulda been, shoulda been, when she's coming back again
Who knows when she goes
It's waiting by the phone, standing by the door
'Til her high beams scream she's back for more
She's just that way, she can't stay gone
Yeah, she's kinda like that sun
Yeah, she comes
And she go-o-whoa-o-o-s
She go-whoa-o-whoa-o-o-s

When she goes she leaves behind
A tattoo in the back of my mind
Coulda been, shoulda been, when she's coming back again
Who knows when she goes
It's waiting by the phone, standing by the door
'Til her high beams scream she's back for more
She's just that way, she can't stay gone
Yeah, she's kinda like that sun
Yeah, she comes

And she goes... straight for my heart, straight for my hand and
And she goes... good with a bottle of wine

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