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Liz Phair - Greased lightning
I had a dream, and you were in it.
You ran a race, but you didn't win it.
And I wasn't sorry to see you lose
I would have paid good money, to have them grease your shoes
Grease lightning, going no where at all
It was frightening to watch you skid, right into a fall
You spent your life expecting me to watch
So each time you slipped down, I cut a lower notch.
So I wasn't sorry to feel you slide.
If this is your body, I'm a thorn in your side.
Grease lightning, going no where at all
It was frightening to watch you skid, right into a fall
If you think that it's gone and forgotten, then you're wrong
Grease lightning, going no where at all
It was frightening to watch you skid, right into a fall
Grease lightning, going no where at all
It was frightening to watch you skid, right into a fall
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