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Susan Marshall Susan Marshall Is Honey Mouth

I feel dirty and you say you feel used So what are you cryin' for What have you got to prove I hate you when you act that way Self-righteous all the

Got yer mama's eyes, got yer mammas eyes Angel from the sky, got yer mammas eyes Got yer daddy's ways, got yer daddy's ways Leavin' every day, got yer

Intoxicated by your ghost again The fantasy still warm and fresh Your flesh against my skin As I begin to let you in My choice, your voice melts my skin

At nightime, I go out and see the people Air goes cool, I'm hurryin' on my way And dressin' so sweet, all the people to see They're lookin' at me, all

When you look at me as if you don't know me And you talk to me like we've never met I can leave you alone if I try If I tried I could tell you goodbye