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Patricia, I’m going to marry you some day
I’m not the most attractive
But I’ll find another way

When we wake maybe I’ll be the Head of State
Or we’ll just ignore the trombones
And return from where we came

Patricia, the god damn hippies want me dead
But your sun kissed smile in eastern skies
Purifies my head

Patricia, we’ve got to get away
The blood they spilt in Dallas
Is trickling our way

Patricia, I dragged you in this mess
With the lives of other’s children
Weighing on your chest

And I know you’d rather be on stage back home
Upstaging Mary Astor
In spotlights of your own

Summer in stride on a beach side drive
You got your hair setting strobes in the sunlight bright
And that half pursed smile that drives me wild hiding all your secrets

Everyday feels like the first we met with your Mennonite blush from an office desk you said I never stood a chance at true romance and you preferred an actor

So I dropped the lawyer act for a cowboy hat and played a fifth string Curly in the middle act tripping over spurs and misplaced words all to your amusement

Darling don’t cry as we say goodbye
I got my eye on you from another life

Hey Patricia, you know you’ll never walk alone

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